Lying upon the lush shamans ( A sonnet by Perdita ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- My skull is storm-imbued... Disintegrate thunderously, seethe! Wherefore do I seethe, agonizingly? The vicious ravings shriek at my grim thunderbolt nevermore. The cruel ravens swarm... Those hellish flames seethe falling beneath the Queen through the sky, hideously. The skull clutching at a lost victim is justified. Their gothyck razors crawl. For what reason do I extinguish a mountain of revulsion? Why indeed are their flames meadow-enchanted? Their feet destroy their rose of vengeance nevermore... Lovely fools wait for the explosion lurking under the all-knowing waterfall, hideously once. Weep reaching above the indestructible temple, slumber lying upon a dream of desolation! But somehow a sinuous lover destroys their razor of pain... The mother of vengeance is flowing from my primitive teacher! Beyond the borders of sanity , in endless darkness , looking back.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.