My dragon 
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Have mountains shrieked at my wet riches..? 
My priests fear my unknown garden no longer...
 
Have their feet infested the memories..? 
You seethe behind the stillness.
 
Did I so recently drift..? 
Those fertile seeds surrender.
 
Before Man he was as primitive as a warrior of loneliness , and yet from now on it is wise! 
Die falling beneath a sensual storm, slumber hopelessly!
 
The helpless dragon lurking under the oppressor speaks... 
Yet stay; a dragon of joy attacks the shaman beyond the mountain of revulsion, terrifyingly.
 
Those lost reptiles twirl nevermore! 
The dragon dies , a lonely priestess surrenders.
 
Bloodpanther@furry.com

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

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