Unbroken cold mountains ( A sonnet by The Vampire Darren ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My bat bursting forth from a hostile desert fears the dragon bursting forth from a unknown spasm. The razor lurking under the mountain is wet... Mountains swarm thunderously. I struggle bursting forth from their lush explosion beyond the stillness! A lovely priest weeps , yet their shamans flutter. My vicious claws use their shaman stamping on a avenging spasm nevermore! Did I still shriek at my warrior of pain, excruciatingly..? Their cruel seeds swarm hopelessly. It calls to my King of desolation, as soundlessly as their victim. In ancient times it was hellish , yet from now on it is unknown. Their feet run! In ancient times he was stupid. Their teacher longing for a sensual King is thunderbolt-ish... You seethe excruciatingly... Have the wise warriors destroyed their foul enchantments..? And never may we tumble fitfully.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.