A deep inner meaning much more than dispair
For those who assumed my belongings weren't there
My poem has meaning so much more than mere theft
Though my pack was quite full, I felt oh so bereft

So if you're in a room with some rogue empty pack
Remember that to LOOK IN PACK's just a hack
You'll look in the empty one thinking it's yours
So before you cry, "THIEF!", try out one of the doors.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Lupar, in the year 584 AF.