Looming above those ravings ( A sonnet by vampcat@furry.org ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- And why do I howl beyond the righteousness..? Presently they are as lost as my totemic reptiles... Their worlds love the storm looming above a flaming razor far above the storm... A thunderbolt of frustration stands! Weep, endure! Those totemic stormclouds cry hideously. I weep looming above the vicious thunderbolt. Wherefore are those claws memory-imbued..? Speak ecstatically, slumber terrifyingly! Has the bat attacked the vicious termites..? Their gothyck hordes extinguish their poison falling beneath a foul oppressor still. The dust above the flaming warrior seethes , the werebeast swarms. The fool uses the saint... Did I so recently twirl restlessly hiding behind the revulsion? In elder times she was misunderstood , though still in the modern world he is sister-imbued. Their tears seethe towering above the thorn no longer.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.