Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Thought for Food

I see some seeds down in a hole,
While I'm on a branch of a tree.
I want those seeds, that is my goal.
So how can I set those seeds free?
I break off a twig and I do
Fashion a small hook at the end.
Then with my tool I do pursue
Those seeds I want to apprehend.
I hook a seed and pull it out,
Pulling the seeds out one by one.
Ah, I am so clever, no doubt.
The seeds are mine, my job is done.

I am much smarter than most know.
Don't underestimate this crow.