Painting the World Fuchsia

Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's start with the fire trucks for every city. Let's paint the town bandstand and each dog and kitty. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's paint my mother-in-law's little and big toes. Let's start at the top now, and slather pink on her nose. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? My underwear is already a vivid hot pink. Let's paint my refrigerator, and my dull gray kitchen sink. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Where is my prissy neighbor who tells me how to vote? I will hold her down, as you paint her and her little nanny goat. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's call a town meeting, and change all the uniforms. Let's change the high school mascot, and fuchsia all the forms. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? I do not care how much it costs. Everything is going to be pink. The streetlamps, the trees, the stop signs, until we run out of ink. I will be known as the Fuchsia Queen. You can grovel and bow. I love fuchsia, as you can probably see. Come closer, my love, so you can become the same color as me.