CHAPTER 9AMOROUS PENGUIN
EBONY BLACK and I acted as derricks, and assisted Tommy Two toes to the rookeries.
Polvo was pleading with Cleo to give him back his teeth, but the nesting penguin wasn’t moved.
“This particular species of penguin, the adelie,” said Tommy Twotoes, “have been known to try to hatch a hunk of ice… Soldier, Cleo is impressionable. Try singing to her. Something sentimental.”
I burst into “The Dream Girl of Pi K A,” my fraternity song. Cleo quit hatching George Washington’s false teeth, and came over to rub caressingly against my leg.
“The eternal, fickle female,” said Tommy Twotoes.
Polvo retrieved his half-hatched dentures and we left. As we neared the house, I felt Cleo rubbing against me again.
“How did she get out?” I asked.
“That Cleo’s a smart cookie,” sai
