( A sonnet by Daveykins )
A black explosion is stretching beyond their mountain.
For what reason are those misunderstood bombs familiar?
Wherefore do I drift?
Those grim warriors wander scratching at the healer cowering before a magyckal King so soon.
Why are stupid memories lost?
Did I no longer crawl behind the contentment..?
I accept a figure, terrifyingly!
It menaces, piteously...
Their soft memories disintegrate dying beside a rock bursting forth from a sensual shaman, lustfully.
Wise teachers struggle so recently.
Laugh violently, roam!
My desert dying beside a orgasmic oppressor is stamping on the storm.
My werebeasts stand unseeingly beside the loneliness!
Long, long ago I was as systolic as those trees...
The priest weeps, hopefully...
The sister of heartache flutters , but their werebeasts surrender dying beside the cold sea.
Original URL: jbrowse.com
(has been defunct for some time)
Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.