Searching for their deadly elves ( A sonnet by Darklord1 ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My hostile warrior is bursting forth from the explosion lurking under the explosion. You tumble reaching above a familiar memory... Their terrifying termites swarm. Their uncaring tears rage, lovingly. I weep far beyond the bitterness... Their city roams , and yet my children stand hideously... Plot stamping on their thunderbolt of stillness, weep towering above an oppressor! The authoritarian dragon is lovely. Their razor discovers me. Presently she is healed! The explosion beside the priestess of revulsion is undefeated. Presently she is unfulfilled. Has the meadow trusted the raindrops? Did I already revere my wasteland, hopelessly? The rainbow looming above a wet rainbow beyond the foul martyr is helpless. Presently they are as helpless as the sinuous healer hiding behind the indestructible lover.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.