In Prague I left my wallet, with all its contents.

It was a very large wallet. Inside there were:

My ID and passport. My credit card. My USB memory key.

Some cards from restaurants and clubs around the world.

A button picturing a cat. 270 euros in crowns.

A small lipstick. Some Aspirin. The Milan Library card.

My return flight ticket. A green ink small pen.

A small bottle of eye-drops.

I didn't make too much of a fuss about it, but I was really sorry about the cat button and the USB memory key.

It was full with Word files and pictures.

I hope that whoever stole the wallet has a taste for bad poetry.