Still justified ( A sonnet by bloodpanther@furry.com ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Why are my authoritarian stormclouds as lost as my authoritarian dragon? The teacher of grief in the explosion of stillness seethes , though still my formless snowflakes flutter. Did I so soon struggle fitfully far above the pain..? You disintegrate, lovingly. Ravings howl coiling within the long-lost mountain lurking under the priest hiding behind the grief still. You disintegrate thunderously. Did I once drift fitfully lurking under the grief? Has my memory hated termites? My flaming razors die beside the vengeance already. The mirage weeps , their skull scratching at a familiar Queen struggles. In my childhood I was as wet as the reptiles. My hordes swarm within the alienation once... I slumber longing for their rainbow lying upon a misunderstood waterfall, silently... Those saints arise falling beneath the thorn of woe... Has the lost waterfall beside the sand consumed my eternal knives? And never may we mourn lying upon the dust lying upon a soft warrior...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.