Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Python on Path

A Burmese python, I got born
In the Florida Everglades,
Where native critters are forlorn,
Ending up as digested preyeds.
And so some meddling humans stuck
A GPS inside of me,
Took me off twenty miles by truck,
And let me go. How would I be?
Well, it's stars I be checking out
To do my navigation roam,
Giving those humans little doubt
That I knew how to get back home.

Where I was born, I plan to stay,
Cuz where there's my will, there's my way.