I promise to behave. I will behave - I promise.
My wild impulse needs to be controlled.
The trader’s patience is the trader’s sacred goddess.
The trader’s coolness is like pure gold.
I swear to stay cool. I will cool off I swear.
But getting wild is like drink and food.
I will get calm but sick beyond repair.
The self-control will poison my mood.
A naughty beaver freezing in the shower.
A wild turkey chased across Walmart.
Emotions extinguished by willpower
Will end all creativity and art.