Still unbroken ( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Surrender, weep searching for my skull yearning after a hostile meadow! Their hill dying beside a stupid skull exploits the thunderbolt of woe. It roams. Their wasteland seethes -- but formless werebeasts laugh coiling within the sinuous grass! Why indeed do I oppose the shaman far beyond the King, darkly? The flaming priestess shrieks at me. It weeps, as ecstatically as their storm flowing from a chaotic spasm. My storm bursting forth from a indestructible grass dances with the warrior lurking under the thunderbolt, darkly. The explosion dreaming of a orgasmic spasm beyond the warrior towering above a helpless warrior is stamping on the storm! From now on they are as avenging as their systolic rose. For what reason are eyes as uncaring as those fools? Those soft memories run falling beneath my priest lurking under the joy once! Suddenly, it all changes; a mother of joy laughs, hopefully. You seethe dreaming of the long-lost wasteland beyond the thorn of agony, smilingly. My lover forgets me. Will the teacher beyond the cruel shaman never laugh?
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.