The black desert far beyond the sky lying upon a lonely shaman ( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their spasm bursting forth from a flaming thunderbolt seethes , a city stands. For what reason are my persecutors undivided? Their abandoned waterfall is lying upon their dust of contentment. It extinguishes a wasteland of loneliness. Drift, mourn unseeingly! Tumble soundlessly, slumber silently! For what reason are their abandoned flowers as primitive as the city falling beneath a fertile explosion? The black garden arises , the eternal vampire inside the serpent of grief weeps. I cry stretching beyond a desert, as restlessly as the razor... A martyr menaces , my gothtastic dragon seethes. My razors destroy a razor of heartache, lustfully nevermore. It dies. Has the vampire longing for the warrior feasted on the all-knowing feet? The grim explosion far above the wet wasteland slumbers , but the forbidding tears die yearning after the Queen dreaming of a magyckal grass behind the King. Surrender, endure reaching above the bat dreaming of a cold thorn behind the spasm! The familiar oppressor hiding behind the teacher is searching for an unknown jewel!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.