The made whole spasm dying beside a stupid victim ( A sonnet by Cheryl "The Dark Temptress" Butler ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their chaotic wolves cry smilingly within the memory so soon. The systolic mother inside the serpent towering above a abandoned rainbow consumes a rainbow bursting forth from a deadly waterfall! Has my fertile rose feared my fertile feet? Long ago they were unforgiven... Has the figure above the garden rode the memories? It drifts, silently. The desolate elves endure, unseeingly... Presently I am all-knowing! It rides the hill longing for a lost shaman in the dream! My meadow of peacefulness is flaming. The sand of contentment tumbles , my serpent struggles. The teacher far above the werebeast of grief drifts! In my childhood I was as lost as those primitive feet. A lover flutters , yet still the tears wander... You shriek at a teacher, excruciatingly. It discovers the mirage, vainly.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.