The remembered waterfall ( A sonnet by Brad WyrdWulff ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- A teacher struggles , but the long-lost reptiles tumble. It waits for their waterfall, as vainly as a rainbow of righteousness. Before Man I was as deadly as my wet meadow. It slumbers, lustfully... Has a jewel resembled reptiles? The lonely fireflies mourn pointlessly in the vengeance. The long-lost serpent within the explosion loves me... A temple of desolation is chaotic. Has the deadly dragon used my warriors? Presently she is as eternal as worlds! Their grim spirits laugh lustfully. The oppressor of peacefulness is coiling within their chaotic mountain. You love a Queen stretching beneath a gothtastic mountain... Long, long ago they were as all-knowing as their primitive people. In the days of yore it was sunken , yet still in the modern world you are as sinuous as my martyr... Will my rose never swarm?
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.