Magenta

Have you heard about magenta?

Magnificent news
Has her own gossip columnm
And almost the freedom
To say almost anything

She almost wants
About almost any color, shade, tint or hue
That you and I know

Think of the juicy little tidbits of inside
That we can get from her

Exclusive peeks
At what lavender said to magenta
About the way fushia's been fooling around
With cerise
While russet is off to who knows where
With forest green
And all his crony colors
That sort of thing

You know how witty and well connected magenta is
In no time at all, her column will be as much a part of the grievening blues or the laughter-noon capers
As the stock quotations

Did you see her column on heliotrope?
The whole column, was it ever an eye opener!
Seems that heliotrope is taking instructions
From indigo in color balance
Think of that

Why, magenta, might be as big as chartreuse
Or maybe, even turquoise
Now that she has a column of her own

I'm so glad, for magenta