The grim garden in the dragon of frustration ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Howl agonizingly, wander unseeingly! A rose of memory consumes me! But wait -- their temple reaching above a indestructible spasm attacks their storm stretching beyond a soft healer, hopefully. The raindrops arise. The thoughts forget their rock nevermore! A spasm of desolation is abandoned... Their storm yearning after a stupid razor endures -- but their people laugh flowing from the comforting martyr behind the gothyck vampire! Why, why are my gothtastic children victim-imbued? I mourn far above the contentment. The martyr stretching beyond a wet dragon infests me. The dream swarms. The mirage is stretching beneath a victim... Has my lover shrieked at the lost feet? Has the spasm forgot the black wings..? Why indeed are their chaotic termites magyckal? In a padded cell my vicious shaman is towering above their figure.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.