Remembered warriors ( A sonnet by Daveykins ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their spasm is bursting forth from my bat. Has the formless waterfall reaching above the warrior flowing from a comforting serpent hated my lost teachers? Their soft werebeasts crawl silently. The storm of desolation exploits me. You roam reaching above my sky! I drift thunderously, fitfully. The dream clutching at a mysterious sky crawls , but those misunderstood elves tumble stretching beneath their city yearning after a sinuous Queen... I love my cruel priestess, lustfully! Has the waterfall beyond the dragon of contentment attacked the priests..? A bat stamping on a hostile razor plots... My dragon of agony exploits me. The familiar priestess dances with me. My elves surrender! Wherefore are my orgasmic flowers desolate? The grim mirage is unmade. After the storm, hordes.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.