Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Presents of Mine

The birthday gifts keep coming in,
So many for little ol' me.
I just don't know where to begin,
All in wrappings and bows pretty.
Something to play? Something to wear?
Something to smell? Something to eat?
Birthdays are such a fun affair.
The getting gifts is such a treat.
Maybe I'll open that gift first.
Or maybe I should open this.
Excited, I'm about to burst.
I'm such an indecisive miss.

Surrounded by presents awhirl,
Overwhelms this gorilla girl.