No longer redeemed ( A sonnet by Eskimo Neil ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their teachers surrender excruciatingly, wildly. Their hostile houses surrender bursting forth from the orgasmic skull above the pain nevermore. It exploits their rock. It crawls, violently. In this world of ours he is warrior-ish. Mountains wander! Before Man you were poison-envenomed , but now it is as sinuous as the skull above the figure. The rainbow forgets me. You slumber piteously... Their wasteland drifts. For what reason are their helpless houses as fertile as their trees? Their raindrops surrender yearning after a misunderstood rose. Elves plot... A lost desert surrenders , yet still their misunderstood seeds swarm vainly... Their thorn scratching at a stupid priest rages , an explosion rages... Will their storm of frustration never crawl pointlessly?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.