There was once an aubergine
The lightest of lilacs
All the other eggplants made
Fun of him behind his back

He would drop his little stem 
And give his breath a pause 
He thought this would make his skin 
Purpler than it was 

But that never really worked
He continued to be pale
Sitting small with the other brinjals
Never included in their play

One day the lady of the house
Had a friend over for tea
she saw Lilac Face and exclaimed
“Oh how perfectly lovely is he!”

“I’m going to draw this little fruit
His colour is so divine”
And so she sketched and painted him
Every curve and every line

The other aubergines all stared
Their amazement never ceased
This was the same little guy
They’d laughed at and they’d teased

And so the faded aubergine
Had a very happy end 
He lives on in that painting  
A fruit and vegetable legend.