Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 We Licorice Fields

We licorice fields need human care,

So that we may produce good crop

Of produce that we love to share,

Our local cakes, over the top.

So we get used to human feet

Walking amongst us, with hands on

Care of us, which we warmly greet,

Satisfying phenomenon.

Once in a while, humans arrive,

Not to work with us, but to play.

On such occasion we survive,

Knowing that's just the human way.

We licorice fields do not make fuss,

When humans come and woo in us.