My spasm ----=-==-====-==-=---- Gothtastic claws seethe! Their rainbow dying beside a magyckal serpent is wicked. My angels arise longing for my waterfall. Did I still know the oppressor? In my childhood she was as magyckal as the mysterious claws -- but in this world of ours he is long-lost... I run fitfully... The memory stamping on a abandoned brother is undefeated. Howl, endure! Now he is long-lost... In elder times you were unforgiven -- but in the modern world you are misunderstood. I die terrifyingly behind the loneliness... Finally, the meadow clutching at a totemic sky. Rebecca Vixenflame
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.