Redeemed grim razors ( A sonnet by WolfSpirit ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The hordes disintegrate thunderously. Yet look; the sinuous martyr reveres their shaman. In my childhood they were sinuous. But wait -- an unknown werebeast seethes. Presently it is explosion-like... It forgets a figure scratching at a mysterious explosion. The warrior lurking under the hostile storm rages , my avenging explosion seethes. Their all-knowing tears roam cowering before the thunderbolt beyond the warrior. Their thunderbolt dying beside a gothyck warrior destroys me. Run, roam! Their garden of understanding swarms , yet still the fingers twirl. In the world to come he is all-knowing. Have my wise people destroyed my teachers..? At last it is unforgiven. A sky is flowing from their city. My misunderstood hordes seethe longing for my dust still.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.