Sense Sonnet - Pumper

My Mood "Eggs"actly

Eggs are a food I like to feed

Whatever emotion presents

Momentarily prime indeed.

Feeling somewhat confused and tense,

Scramble some eggs is what I do.

On occasion when downright mad,

I am most inclined to pursue

A couple of boiled be had.

In a state of melancholy,

I go for the coddled eggs, yup.

And when very happy be me,

Of course eggs are sunny side up.

When I am in a mood to joke,

A beer with a chaser of yolk.