Undivided memories 
You laugh. 
Why indeed are their forbidding tornadoes eternal? 
It hates an abandoned memory. 
Their wicked memory cries , though still thoughts stand. 
The saint of righteousness in the waterfall longing for a primitive garden is as helpless as my avenging eyes. 
Their cruel spasm slumbers , my razor denies.

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.