Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 The Birds and the Seeds

Seven small birds sit in a row

Upon a flower bush and sing

For their supper which they all know

Beaks into the flowers will bring.

The seven small birds sing as they

Wait for flowers to open up,

And therein be catch of the day,

Lots of sweet seeds be readied, yup,

And the flowers be happy, cuz

Some of the seeds the birds do take

Will drop to ground as a bird does,

Result in new flowers to make.

Sweet seeds for the birds of seven

In a row in 7th heaven.