Fuschia

Fuchsia is a fussbudget of the worstest kind
Wants everything everywhere
To be her color
Which, when you stop to blink about it
Is as silly as everything everywhere ivory
Or everything everywhere ultramarine
Or everything everywhere burnt umber
But fuchsia wants the world her way
Monochromatically fuchsia
Well naturally all the other colors want fuchsia put away
Anywhere, out of sight

Monomania, especially in a color, is the worst
Requiring long careful treatment
Oh, if only fuchsia would go see that sensible someone
Who straightened out heliotrope
You remember the trouble heliotrope had
Thinking the sun should shine for her and her only
Strikes me as the same sickness fuchsia now faces!

If you have any influence, as I don’t, if you do
Maybe you could get this silly, silly hue
To see the light, right?

We don’t want to lose ya, fuchsia
Not by a blinkety blank sight
So please, please, please fuchsia
Won’t you please see the light?