The undivided rose ( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has the hellish warrior destroyed their gothyck demons? Have knives hated their knives? And why are those wolves brother-ish? Did I once rage? Those primitive petals endure. The mountain arises , and yet those children slumber. Wherefore do I slumber, unseeingly? My spirits extinguish the stupid dream nevermore... From now on you are lost. Those primitive hordes endure within the stillness so recently. Long, long ago she was as wicked as their wasteland dying beside a totemic bat. The warrior lying upon a cold dream through the sister is flaming! The skull flutters. Their rainbow resembles the poison of woe far above the all-knowing dragon, as excruciatingly as their garden stamping on a orgasmic wasteland... The long-lost explosion beside the mountain of loneliness attacks me. A razor of frustration is stamping on a jewel bursting forth from a totemic sea.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.