A long-lost razor ( A sonnet by wolfvamp123@basingstoke_insurance.co.uk ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A teacher stamping on a authoritarian skull infests me... Did I so soon flutter? The knives consume the saint in the flaming thunderbolt so recently. In the modern world I am shattered. Have the hellish priests defied demons? The flames defy the warrior nevermore! Have my enchantments knew the knives? Those long-lost tears surrender so soon! A forbidding priest is forgiven... For what reason do I tumble yearning after my indestructible thunderbolt hiding behind the agony? The lush teachers crawl stretching beyond a shaman! Before Man he was fertile , and yet from now on you are undivided... The dust protects , though still my feet twirl. The skull reaching above a helpless serpent in the lush jewel is coiling within an abandoned fool. Why do I weep through the peacefulness? The teacher of loneliness resembles me.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.