Legs. You deceive me.
I told you dear legs,
do not falter.
Yet hear we are, shaking.

Heart. Calm down, please.
It's fine, my brain has sufficient
amounts of oxygen.

Stomach. There is nothing
to throw up. Stop trying
to make it happen.

Arms. You aren't even
involved in this.

Head. It is your job to
keep everything together.
You got this.