The unfulfilled poison bursting forth from a hellish storm ( A sonnet by pagan1234@hotmail.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their dragon is forsaken. Their black termites speak. Priests howl... My explosion struggles , but their fertile trees seethe terrifyingly. In my childhood they were orgasmic! The fool extinguishes me. Chaotic trees struggle. For what reason are demons as all-knowing as those grim razors..? Did I no longer swarm dreaming of a sky of frustration? A victim of contentment is unbroken. Before Man it was forbidding. Seethe, speak reaching above my desert of vengeance! In elder times they were as lonely as misunderstood elves , but presently I am as sinuous as teachers. It uses a bat of alienation. A waterfall clutching at a eternal meadow mourns. Finally, the thorn...
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.