Sonata quasi una fantasia.

Once upon a time, there was a mustard can and a Vicksav jar. It was a long night and they were quite bored, so the mustard can (who was always the more adventurous of the pair) snuck out of the fridge and hopped into the bathroom to call on the Vicksav jar.

Hey! This house is so boring at night," said the mustard can. The Vicksav jar responded, in her usual prissy way, "If you don't shut up you'll wake Mr. Wilson and then we'll get in trouble!"

The mustard can was not one to be dissuaded. "Look, no one else is awake, not even that arrogant bottle of ketchup. 57 flavors indeed! Anyhow let's break out of here..."

The Vicksav jar shook her curvy glass form. "Oh no I'm not going anywhere with a dented old mustard jar like you. Besides, we'll get in trouble."

The mustard can laughed, making a clucking sound. "You're just chicken, Vicksav girl. If you were half as sassy as you are glassy you'd come. Aren't you the least bit curious?"

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My love wears forbidden colours.

"Forbidden Colours" - (from the movie) Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence