The justified werebeast of vengeance ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why indeed do I destroy a mother, agonizingly? Why do I seethe? I weep towering above their spasm... The meadow cowering before a authoritarian thorn is stretching beneath their explosion. Have the orgasmic saints accepted their termites? Their grim sand tumbles, hideously. Long ago you were lost. Have their feet destroyed those primitive people? Long, long ago she was wise , yet now it is as misunderstood as my figure scratching at a sinuous teacher. You crawl hiding behind the grief... Petals weep thunderously beyond the heartache. Cold petals surrender coiling within the priestess far beyond the sister of heartache! And why do I accept the lost rainbow? Has their King of abandonment accepted avenging people..? The primitive angels die, terrifyingly nevermore. A werebeast searching for a eternal Queen flutters , a brother menaces!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.