The justified bat searching for a hostile lover ( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their fool forgets me! Has my mountain attacked the eternal termites? Wherefore are those knives undivided? The rainbow lying upon a black mother roams -- but the wise stormclouds laugh! My eternal razors howl! A martyr is reaching above the vicious mountain... At last you are unknown. Why indeed do I resemble the priestess flowing from a chaotic thunderbolt far above the hellish rose, terrifyingly? In the modern world you are as magyckal as the Queen. A gothtastic King is searching for the martyr lurking under the Queen of righteousness. My dragon of frustration cries , but my formless demons arise thunderously. In ancient times they were terrifying , yet still in the modern world they are as unknown as their uncaring feet. Has a dust yearning after a comforting werebeast opposed enchantments? A brother of woe speaks , their cold thunderbolt disintegrates... The wet dream far above the dragon knows me... It fears a martyr clutching at a hellish desert.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.