Distillation.
Do not confuse what you create for what you destroy. He said.
I think you have that confused. I said.
A keen sensibility for rookery
And other fly-by-nightery.
He told me. Self-impressed.
I know you.
We met before.
Excuse me, I said.
You interrupted.
I am busy howling at the moon.
Keen along if you wish.
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