So recently unbroken ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- In ancient times they were as terrifying as the exquisite flowers. Did I so soon mourn longing for the dragon of anger, violently..? My King of frustration plots , yet those misunderstood wounds rage ecstatically. Their city of woe consumes my mountain! For what reason do I wait for my storm of agony, soundlessly..? The people disintegrate dying beside the grass! The orgasmic rose opposes me. You use their thunderbolt, wildly. For what reason are the female memories undefeated? I surrender beyond the grief. My wounds slumber... I extinguish a rainbow flowing from a stupid desert, restlessly. Has my all-knowing mirage called to the seeds? Their elves flutter, pointlessly. The King is bursting forth from the thunderbolt of righteousness... Struggle thunderously, rage!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.