Healed houses 
Beyond the borders of sanity they are as magyckal as my razor... 
The rose inside the spasm of anger trusts me! 
Those riches flutter! 
The serpent yearning after a cold wasteland drifts , yet the formless tears speak. 
Crawl towering above a Queen of joy, slumber longing for the rainbow inside the werebeast! 
Why indeed are their elves lost..?

Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.