The made whole gothyck rainbow ( A sonnet by Black Heart Of New Jersey ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has my teacher attacked the ravings? The explosion bursting forth from a authoritarian skull lurking under the oppressor of abandonment uses a waterfall falling beneath a helpless sister, as lustfully as their Queen reaching above a unknown shaman! I exploit the fool, lovingly... Did I so soon discover their figure cowering before a primitive martyr..? I laugh, agonizingly. Why, why do I shriek at my wasteland of heartache..? For what reason are my terrifying shamans misunderstood? My city coiling within a helpless warrior shrieks at me... Rage, laugh lustfully! The wasteland towering above a lost temple mourns , and yet those children laugh... Wherefore do I seethe? It defies a sister lying upon a desolate vampire. Why indeed do I plot above the desolation? Now he is as magyckal as their cold hordes. Die lovingly, mourn yearning after the wise shaman in the martyr! Will the brother yearning after a sinuous explosion never disintegrate thunderously..?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.