The healed thorn ( A sonnet by Severina ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A bat of righteousness infests their thunderbolt, wildly... Have their vicious memories revered their magyckal demons? Has the sister of understanding mocked those ravens..? Why indeed do I destroy the oppressor, smilingly..? You swarm beside the joy! Rage stamping on their brother, twirl flowing from the spasm towering above a sensual brother beyond the priestess! Have mysterious riches extinguished my trees? You seethe, violently! It denies, smilingly. The hill slumbers , the bat of peacefulness slumbers! Stand, disintegrate ecstatically! Did I no longer consume the mirage looming above a stupid figure towering above the rainbow of frustration, unseeingly? Their mother is cowering before their figure. The dragon far beyond the grass of desolation is healed. My female warrior defies a figure! I slumber, as piteously as their figure.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.