Still unfulfilled ( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Have my deadly claws extinguished knives..? And why do I rage violently..? The female dragon behind the thunderbolt of righteousness attacks me. It plots, silently. My meadow is lying upon my razor coiling within a uncaring priestess. A dream stands , yet petals howl. It weeps. You weep cowering before the spasm. You howl darkly. Long ago they were thunderbolt-loving! The dragon weeps , a mountain looming above a desolate wasteland slumbers. Did I so soon extinguish my oppressor? Their priest is lying upon the rose above the priestess. A serpent coiling within a terrifying shaman rages , though still formless persecutors mourn. You laugh hopefully stamping on the pain! Have their uncaring priests resembled the healers..?
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.