Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Unappreciated Poem

Robert Burns, poet, plower, he

Was plowing through the field, and came

Plowing right into where I be,

Destroyed my home, and felt such blame,

That then and there began a verse

On what an awful thing he'd done,

By making my life so much worse.

He was quite the talkative one.

Frankly, I was not that upset,

Used to the butt in humankind.

I was just surprised he would fret

On this matter I did not mind.

Robert Burn's verse, lost on this mouse,

Cuz I had moved into his house.