It’s raining, Queen; our fragile kingdom can’t afford to lose
Its reigning Queen, you may catch cold. I do suggest you choose…
My option for rebellious silver iodide: Repress!
Yes it’s ‘rein-in’, Queen, the forces who precipitate this mess
One dark and stormy night I was called in to advise Her Majesty, Figurehead VIX.
I left her an elegant yet modestly dry sweatshirt, several bottles of reagents…oh, and this short poem. (above) Hasn’t rained since, and she’s still reigning, but the populace is at the dew-or-die point. Perhaps my suggestion was a bit extreme?