In a world of acids and bases,
Where chemicals dance and react,
There exists a scale, with wisdom in its graces,
To tell the tale of pH, a potent fact.
From zero to fourteen, the numbers play their part,
Describing the strength and balance in the mix,
Acids reign in the lower art,
While bases reside at the higher fix.
Neutrality rests at the midpoint seven,
Where equilibrium gently dwells,
Where no acid nor base can be heaven,
A harmonious world where balance spells.
Acids, with their hydrogen ions in tow,
Donate their power, eager to give,
While bases, with hydroxide's gentle glow,
Accept those ions, making solutions live.
The stronger the acid, the lower its number,
Releasing more H+ into the fight,
While bases, in their might, succumb to slumber,
Their OH- ions increasing in sight.
In laboratories, the pH reigns supreme,
A guiding force, a chemist's guiding star,
For without it, experiments may be a dream,
And results could turn out quite bizarre.
So raise a glass to the pH scale, my friend,
For in understanding, great discoveries bloom,
With knowledge of pH, reactions mend,
And scientific wonders won't find their doom.