“My love is growing day by day;
Does yours keep up, sir sinner?”
“How could it now? And, by the way:
What do we have for dinner?”
Danil Rudoy – 2012
"Poetry begins and ends with a rhyme." (D. Rudoy)
“My love is growing day by day;
Does yours keep up, sir sinner?”
“How could it now? And, by the way:
What do we have for dinner?”
Danil Rudoy – 2012
