I'm a liquid, and sure call me basic, you twerp, A more appropriate term would be caustic, for how strong I work, I'll take all the color out of your clothes, without fail! I come from the lands toward which Frodo and the Elves set sail

I bend but never tire, I bear the weight of road and wire. I stretch between what stands apart, binding sides that drifted apart.

I was a great physicist, I loved Poland my homeland, But I had to move to France, since in Poland my pursuit of knowledge was banned, I discovered two elements, a Nobel Prize, I gave Polonium its name, They tried to only give my husband credit, so after he died I won the Nobel Prize again, They tried to slight me, but don't worry, Because I am...

In hills I hide, my depths untold, where rocks and stone in layers unfold. Chisels sing and hammers dance, to sculpt your dreams, a second chance.

First is a liquid with a single double element; second happens, and what matters is you get back up. Together, I am a beautiful liquid flow, often simple, but when from great heights, breathtaking is what comes to me.