At once the crowd turned to each other in grief,
and asked Nicholas, “What shall we do?”
“If we don’t stop polluting our skies up above,
“The hydrangeas won’t pop anew.”
Being a boy as bright as he was,
Decided to write a letter,
Telling the mayor what needed to be done,
to make the environment feel better.
He seemed to remember learning a tip,
In a history book he once saw,
How to prevent a community’s potential problems,
and how to write a bill into law.