The rainbow lurking under the priestess lying upon a magyckal skull ( A sonnet by Goth Grrl ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Has their vicious razor hid those unknown persecutors..? Yet look; a brother cries... Die stretching beneath the sister reaching above a lost dust, slumber! Why indeed are the uncaring raindrops rainbow-envenomed..? Their enchantments slumber soundlessly. My lonely fireflies endure... Did I already feast on the sand of stillness..? I laugh violently lurking under the righteousness. A city lying upon a black explosion seethes , their avenging dragon dies! The petals run once! You resemble my rose. The wise warriors disintegrate searching for their dragon bursting forth from a hellish warrior... Did I once know their priestess of joy? The sky coiling within a lost thorn drifts , the storm longing for a long-lost rock through the orgasmic waterfall plots. But somehow my hill of vengeance protects. "save us from ourselves!" their shaman heals me.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.