Krystal stood on a penguin.
The penguin ate a block of cheese while playing checkers. He lost when his knight was taken.
The penguin’s competitor was a brick. It was painted, of course. A nice bright green.
The brick hated winning. He threw the board on the ground.
The penguin chuckled.
Krystal cried, and jumped off the penguin to pick up the pieces.
The pieces cried, for the ground was hard and the air was cold.
The air delighted in it all.