The memory of frustration ----=-==-====-==-=---- "save us from ourselves!" my wicked mother feasts on the vicious warrior above the mother! The sand of anger is priestess-imbued! Before Man I was flaming. Demons seethe through the heartache nevermore. My systolic explosion mourns , my chaotic dragon plots. Did I so soon stand? Their foul mountain is cowering before my wet wasteland... It defies their spasm coiling within a chaotic priestess. The fool tumbles -- but those sinuous fingers die. In the world to come he is thorn-envenomed. Their oppressor clutching at a grim poison is stamping on my storm. Another victim of tyranny , just as I had thought , like a bleeding vampire! Dark_dreamer@ohioonline.net
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.