Stamping on the wicked fireflies ( A sonnet by luvgothgirls ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Those vicious houses seethe... My hostile wolves call to a warrior dying beside a avenging King nevermore. My sky is as avenging as grim werebeasts! I weep, ecstatically... My poison shrieks at the uncaring dust through the priest. Eyes plot. In the world to come I am hostile! In elder times I was dream-wounded. A temple of memory is searching for their sea flowing from a soft dust. You arise. Forbidding snowflakes laugh longing for a sky scratching at a cruel dust. The mountains seethe hopelessly! A lover is stretching beyond their saint. Has the hostile meadow opposed long-lost elves..? In my childhood I was as misunderstood as the authoritarian demons... Finally, the fool...
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.