Olive's friend Fuchsia sings about her color heritage
olive
children musical
inclusivity
fuchsia
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Story behind the song
After the crayon Olive laments about her color, her best friend, Fuchsia, sings a similar song in sympathy.
Lyrics
Fuchsia
My father is red! My mother is blue
So I'm a nice blend of these colors too
Not quite equal parts of blue and of red,
A small touch of yellow, I'm fuchsia instead!
Olive
And my mom is orange and my dad is blue
That makes me some kind of in-between hue.
Not orange or blue, not yellow or red
A real special color I'm olive instead
Fuchsia and Olive
You see we're left of the middle
Not primary colors, but blends of these
And we know that we are unique as can be
And that's 'cause we're left of the middle
There's no other mystery, question or riddle
We're simply put left of the middle
