The nuns, you may well know, love poetry. They eat it up.
This is for them, and for you, Reader, because I know you eat poetry as voraciously as the starving, howling nuns.
what would the nuns (really) do
The nuns, you may well know, love poetry. They eat it up.
This is for them, and for you, Reader, because I know you eat poetry as voraciously as the starving, howling nuns.