Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Night Shopper

Lady of the evening, I

Am Ms. Raccoon, shopper who is

Checking out freshest trash supply

Left by those humans, who, gee whiz.

Do trash a lot of stuff each day.

And so I go shopping each night,

Through loads of garbage make my way.

Picking out this and that delight.

I try to shop real quietly,

So as not to have humans hear,

And come forth to interrupt me,

Busy being a raccooneer.

In human trash I ever seek

Treasures that meet my high critique.