You: I am a tree
Me: You are not a tree
You: Because I rhyme with the wind
Me: Because the wind destroys you
You: But I provide shade to everyone
Me: You provide shade only to the insects
You: I am a tree, because I am innocent
Me: You are not, you're merely a Bonsai !!!
You: The mist is gone, the road is clear now.
Me: Look at the patch of cloud!
You: Where exactly?
Me: Towards the horizon...
You: What do you plan to do now?
Me: I will sell this painting for one million!