The Adventures of Backpack Bob

There once was a lad named Bob, Who had a backpack that did the job, It was large as could be, Fit a house, don't you see? He walked around in it, what a slob!

Bob's backpack was his pride and joy, Filled with gadgets, games, and toys, He could walk inside, For a cozy ride, Like a magical backpack convoy!

One day, Bob decided to explore, The world in his backpack galore, He traveled so far, Like a shooting star, His adventures left everyone in awe!

But beware of the backpack's dark side, For inside, strange creatures reside, Bob faced a big elf, And a mischievous goblin himself, But with courage, he conquered with pride!

So here's to Backpack Bob, the king, With his backpack, he can do anything, From mountains to seas, With breeze in the trees, His playful spirit forever in spring!

Ich widme dieses Gedicht einer bestimmten Person *sieht die Person eindringlich an* und meinem Rucksack.
Dazu möchte ich noch ein paar kleine Worte sagen:
Kürbis, Klavier, Kaviar, Kokosnuss und Kiwi