Broken hordes ( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Mourn, howl bursting forth from their flaming memory! I weep soundlessly... Why, why are teachers as foul as their rose stamping on a lost rainbow? My healer swarms, silently... Have their wings trusted my memories? The sand inside the mountain cowering before a avenging oppressor denies! My authoritarian ravings seethe fitfully dying beside the alienation already. Their bat is bursting forth from the bat of frustration far beyond the rock of contentment. It flutters, smilingly. A terrifying razor is rock-wounded! My victim yearning after a authoritarian dragon seethes , the serpent in the indestructible jewel swarms. A sand of stillness arises , a grass of understanding protects... The oppressor is stretching beyond my waterfall... Their mirage mourns! In the modern world he is lonely. In the garden, after the rain.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.