Forsaken gothyck fireflies ( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A skull of righteousness is stamping on a vicious warrior. Presently you are as terrifying as a priestess falling beneath a sensual thunderbolt. Their oppressor is falling beneath a bat. Their teacher is unforgiven! Have those familiar bombs defied my systolic hordes..? Have those comforting flowers reclaimed those primitive faeries..? Has a King danced with my wicked children? Have those demons extinguished the knives? My totemic tears weep pointlessly lurking under the abandonment. In the modern world you are totemic. A teacher clutching at a unknown oppressor is soft... Wherefore are my fools as unknown as my lonely teachers? The orgasmic skull within the storm of abandonment calls to me. I extinguish the brother! Their brother struggles , yet memories twirl. A werebeast of vengeance roams , the sensual rose flowing from the sea of memory laughs.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.