I froze my credit. I secured each door.
I spoke to fraud departments and – oh wait!
Although I see no evidence of more
intrusion, looking at the redwood gate,
I note it isn’t latched the way I’m sure
I left it last. I’m strengthening its state.
I can’t prevent a climb but I can block
at bit, retard. I gild it with a lock.

(Ottava Rima)