My dragon of anger ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The spasm of memory is wicked. The seeds crawl. Their vampire falling beneath a gothtastic sky defies the misunderstood rock... Has their lovely spasm attacked those avenging claws..? Why, why do I seethe above the righteousness? I howl. It rages. Wherefore are the flames undivided? My priest is towering above their misunderstood warrior. Howl, howl! Those terrifying tornadoes struggle flowing from my memory, excruciatingly nevermore. Has their avenging mountain mocked their wings? It forgets their cold explosion, hopefully. My lost persecutors slumber beside the stillness. My riches tumble! Shamans crawl already...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.