Noble Gases

This is an A-Z Blogging Challenge reject poem for the letter N!
You'll see why I went with another poem after reading!


NOBLE GASES

Oxygen to Nitrogen

“Get a load of them”

Pointing to the other six,

in the right hand, farthest hem.

“What makes them act so noble?

Group Zero’s what I say!

Noble, bah, just take a look

They’re posers clear as day!”

“I hear they used to shun us.

So pure, untainted, chaste.

Pretending not to mingle,

like we were just mere waste.”

“That neon, good for nothing,

but lighting up the signs,

of bars and other places

with drinks and beer and wines.”

“Argon is no better,

thinks he’s pure hot stuff.

We’re a lot more common,

I say we call his bluff.”

“Oh, helium is just a hoot,

he blows up kid’s balloons!

Oh, sure he says he’s rocket fuel,

I call that stewing prunes!”

“Now radon predicts earthquakes,

Which does sound pretty neat.

He also helps treat cancer,

So, radon’s fairly sweet.”

“And krypton thinks he’s brilliant,

because he’s used in lights.

Kryptonite he isn’t,

as comic books will cite.”

“Xenon, like his brother,

Is used for lighting stuff.

He’s so bright that he kills germs,

Of course, he thinks he’s buff.”

Nitrogen to Oxy,

“Let’s get them to react.

They used to say they couldn’t,

But that was not a fact.”

“Better yet,” from Oxygen,

“Let’s just leave them alone.

they think so highly of themselves,

I don’t care for their tone.”

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