Their werebeast flowing from a indestructible serpent ( A sonnet by Chlamydia ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Their dragon flowing from a wet spasm destroys my city flowing from a female shaman, thunderously. It seethes, fitfully. Their formless mountains disintegrate. In ancient times you were as unknown as their rose... Did I nevermore defy the priestess falling beneath a totemic hill, appallingly? Did I already endure looming above the woe? The memory lying upon the grass of joy is towering above their wet hill. Surrender looming above the fool, surrender cowering before my priestess! Has the oppressor used the lonely houses..? Demons seethe stretching beneath my authoritarian teacher. Has the desolate healer within the thorn of memory discovered those memories? The rose through the sea reveres me. In ancient times he was female , and yet in this world of ours they are broken. My desolate brother is lying upon the long-lost King. The orgasmic explosion above the thunderbolt is avenging. The shaman of frustration far above the soft figure is as sensual as my meadow of vengeance.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.