Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Peony

I am a flower, peony,

Deemed by humans, good luck I bring.

Right now I am hosting a bee,

Who loves all my sweet nectaring.

And when the bee leaves, it will take

My pollen to spread all around,

Help for more of my kind to make.

And then I sense that you are bound

Right toward me, and I can guess why.

But as you sniff me, that bee might

Fly up your nose, so bid goodbye

To bee, now set for your delight.

I do bring lots good luck, I do,

Just brought for bee and me and you.