Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Family

I had four kids a year apart,

Getting pregnant a knack I had,

Easily gave my bod and heart.

Each kid had a different dad.

All of the dads took off, but I

Kept my two girls and my two boys.

The last twelve years just seemed to fly.

My foursome keep me filled with joys.

Lots of sacrifices I made

For food to eat and place to live.

But now my kids have a learned a trade.

For the family all do give.

My kids are "terrors" of the 'hood.

As pickpockets they're very good.