Forsaken gothyck fireflies 
( A sonnet by heathen_heather ) 
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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.