Yao lay there dead,hopeless,and in need of love,
The only thing that could save him is a kiss apon his cheek.
Ivan cried and thought he could not help,
because is sadness made him weak.
He had not known the story,
of the true loves kiss.
So he sat there by Yao,
As wind started to hiss.
"Why had my country made such rough game?"
He thought As a tear formed in Yao's eye.
But Ivan had not noticed,
because he was praying to the sky.
As Yao sat up and,
made a happy cry.
Ivan found out,
It was just a playful lie.