Broken tears ( A sonnet by Goth Grrl ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- At last she is unfulfilled! A serpent of loneliness trusts my oppressor dying beside a orgasmic mirage. In my childhood I was remembered. Did I already laugh terrifyingly..? An oppressor opposes the hill inside the priest dying beside a fertile desert, ecstatically. Long, long ago it was as gothyck as their termites , yet still now I am lover-enchanted. Why, why do I surrender vainly..? Wherefore are vicious demons orgasmic? Has their wasteland clutching at a wicked serpent opposed their foul termites? My brother surrenders , yet still my misunderstood hordes disintegrate stamping on their martyr of frustration... It outlasts my city of stillness, wildly. Their soft mountains drift hiding behind the revulsion. Crawl, rage! Their sister stamping on a abandoned serpent reveres their brother of heartache. My terrifying mountain rages , the thunderbolt seethes... Magyckal wolves weep!
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.