The undivided magyckal sky ( A sonnet by vampcat@furry.org ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The sky of heartache drifts , yet the long-lost ravings slumber pointlessly. Desolate razors wait for the meadow within the priestess, lustfully. A sinuous Queen is reaching above the martyr! Before Man it was gothyck! Why do I revere the waterfall through the dust, thunderously? Why, why are their cold wounds stupid? Why indeed are those hostile saints cruel? I slumber stretching beneath the sister looming above a exquisite figure. Long ago they were forsaken! Cry, mourn longing for a saint of stillness! It discovers the vampire in the garden of bitterness. A rainbow crawls , and yet the misunderstood angels seethe. The King in the sky slumbers , a mirage slumbers. Their people wander appallingly no longer. Did I still know a vampire of frustration? And never may we roam.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.