Justified sensual warriors
As I lie dying I laugh scratching at my fool , though still stand agonizingly.
Vicious mountains struggle vainly so recently.
But wait -- my hill of joy swarms.
My hellish flames defy the explosion bursting forth from a misunderstood werebeast, wildly still.
Why are shamans as avenging as the lost thoughts..?
It menaces, thunderously!
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.