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Just look at her shimmering scales!
Though 'tis true her enchantment we'll never share
Our first syllables are the same,
I'm rather proud to declare
Next arrives the beginning of the colors
Then comes the second of the mundane
Followed by the third of Europe
All gracing themselves within my name
Now last, yet far from least,
Two from today I bid you take away
And relocate this position
In everything but fay
I am an element, silvery-white in color
I am a god, bound to the heavens and the land
I am a child, loyal to the fiery sun
I sit in your home, warmed at the touch of your hand
Have patience, wonderer mine
Perhaps to you I'll reveal my secrets
All in good time