Emergency Change Rejected for Insufficient Visible Emergency

An emergency landed too neat,
With rollback notes tidy and sweet.
The board gave a shrug:
“Real panic looks rough.
Come back when the outage has teeth.”

The CAB had a terrible kink:
It got hot when the dashboards went pink.
If your evidence sings
With well-labeled calm things,
They assume it’s too healthy to stink.

They returned when the service looked cursed,
With worse notes, louder users, and thirst.
Then the board said, “At last,
Now this feels like a blast.”
And approved what they’d punished at first.

There once was a fix, well-prepared,
With a calm little risk note attached there.
But till systems all smoked
And the whole service choked,
It was not an emergency, declared.

A ticket submitted in haste,
Was found to be cleanly encased.
The board read the file,
Reviewing the style,
And deemed the emergency misplaced.

The notes were devoid of a flaw,
Which violated the governance law.
A well-structured plea
Is a terror to see,
Deploy the armed guards to the draw.

The server was burning quite bright,
Which proved the deployment was right.
The smoke in the hall,
From the ash-covered wall,
Ensured the compliance was tight.

If documents look like a mess,
We just give the button a press.
A readable plan
Goes into the can,
It saves us procedural stress.

The rollback was documented well,
With diagrams drafted to tell.
The board read the text,
And became quite perplexed,
And denied the request as a shell.

A typo was found in the risk,
A threat both profound and quite brisk.
The board called a guard,
And locked down the yard,
And filed it away on a disk.

The emergency entered the queue,
With nothing whatever to do.
We checked the first box,
And adjusted the clocks,
And deleted the rest of it too.

The form for the crisis was blue,
With sections for me and for you.
It went to the tray,
At the end of the day,
And stayed there the whole weekend through.