Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Growing Pains

I've been farming for quite a while,
Right there along the interstate.
The crop stretches about a mile.
Mostly at night, I cultivate
My marijuana field of dreams.
I prob'ly should have stuck to days.
My lamp called attention it seems,
And caused some suspicions to raise
From passing motorists, I guess.
All of a sudden, cops appear.
And now, I've got this legal mess,
Screwing up my farming career.

What I need to get now for me
Is a federal farm subsidy.