Wedding ring
In the darkness of space
Gravity creates a stage
A gas sphere is cast
Making hydrogen to fuse at last
A new star is born in glory
Telling the following story
A blacksmith is what I am
Forging new atoms wherever I can
Made helium as a starter
Heavier elements as a master
Now I'm old
and my furnace is cold
Iron was the last on my list
And time has come to make a fist
Only brute force is able
To continue on the periodic table
In a final act of devotion
I end in a super nova explosion
So darling always keep in mind
For this golden ring a star has died
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