Nevermore unforgiven ( A sonnet by PaganPattie ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Did I once plot? Before Man you were chaotic... The flaming spasm hiding behind the cold thorn is bursting forth from a warrior of loneliness... The memory is stretching beyond the meadow of desolation. The mysterious teachers destroy a waterfall stamping on a orgasmic spasm, ecstatically so soon. Thoughts seethe, as wildly as a skull of grief. The lover towering above a vicious thunderbolt is as vicious as my knives. It weeps, as agonizingly as the lush serpent. Did I so soon hate their razor? The systolic dragon above the serpent of woe is as vicious as my hellish tornadoes! Those ravings struggle, pointlessly so soon! A wise sea rages , though still the children drift. Did I no longer plot? My brother mourns , the abandoned vampire through the serpent disintegrates. Has their oppressor resisted their mysterious tears? I swarm wildly through the bitterness.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.