Sweet Masonry

I set my sights on a silver bowl brimming with crisp white sugar cubes, laid out just like marble stones for a grand southern courthouse! Naturally, a master builder of my reputation couldn't let such fine construction materials go to waste. I wrestled a pair of sprung metal tongs upright, latching onto a hefty cube with a dramatic groan to show the street how mighty my labor was. But just as I swung the heavy stone onto the third tier of my palace, the tongs slipped with a vicious snap! That sugar block shot like a cannonball clean into a half-empty saucer of cold black coffee, splashing dark drops across my painted boots. I licked the sweet spray off my fingers, snickering into the afternoon breeze!