Matchstick A: Do you know what type of wood are we made of?

Matchstick B: I have no idea…. Do you know?

Matchstick A: No really. We could be teak, or pine, or oak….

Matchstick B: I wonder what about the remainder of the wood after they made us?

Matchstick A: Maybe they became part of a great ship.

Matchstick B: That would be awesome! That means we must be made of some very good wood.

Matchstick A: We are indeed! Oh! The glory!

Matchstick C: Oh shut up! What is the bug fuss all about? Does it matter what type of wood we are? All we are good for is the light and warmth that we provide when we finally fulfilled our purpose. After that, we are just soot.

Ra: Erm… if I need to start a fire, I would use a lighter.