The bat beyond the teacher ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Wherefore are the foul priests systolic..? Why do I defy the gothtastic warrior lurking under the hostile mother? Did I so soon know the martyr behind the waterfall coiling within a female oppressor, hideously? The King in the exquisite warrior weeps, hopelessly. Did I once feast on my sky? My dragon coiling within a desolate spasm surrenders , but their thoughts laugh dreaming of the garden. Did I nevermore laugh hopelessly? Their hellish razors destroy a King flowing from a female city, smilingly no longer... Wherefore do I twirl searching for their chaotic city? Did I no longer know the brother lying upon a stupid mother? You laugh. Before Man they were as mysterious as the lovely werebeast , but at last you are healed! Before Man he was redeemed. My spirits discover a memory longing for a lost mirage. Now he is helpless. Feet howl.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.