One day this came to me

The story of a stormy sea

A story of hate, loathing, and woe

And the problems these could sew

Is there hope? We shall deeply look

To see if cool heads can get them off the hood

Elaine electron loved to go

Here and there, never slow

So too was hate entrenched in her mind

Against every other one of her kind

Elliot, Erika, Erin, the worst

Eleonora, All of them she cursed

Mostly to ignore, only to repel

All electrons fell under her hate spell

Even as she ran, problems soon came

Of vacancies, phonons, and other long names

Those stopped her right fast

Though the pause did not last

None helped her at all; She worked on her own

Elaine had no place to call her home

Then God changed the world to 1 degree

A great transformation occurred on the dark sea

What was once a wild and turbulent place

Now became calm, Noise no longer common place

After this change, she heard a voice

Polly the proton, she began to rejoice

Polly's kind were Elaine's true loves

In this world, they began to feel her shoves

That simple move allowed them to speak

Although the volume was still quite weak

"Pause" Polly said "Before you go on a rant"

"Eleanora can see things that you just can't"

"Alright" she said. "I'll give it a try"

"But I talk through you. Let me say why"

"In my heart, I see you talk true.

But if I spoke to her, I'd beat her black blue"

So on they went, Polly relaying each word.

The improvement to speed was almost absurd.

All over the world the two of them flew.

Nothing stopping them. The path glorious and true.