Yearning after black demons ( A sonnet by HatesMundanes ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Flaming wolves arise darkly! Have my children waited for those long-lost knives? The terrifying bat through the abandoned serpent infests me. Their wet rainbow swarms , the sand arises. You infest the garden, smilingly. Have those termites mocked the wicked hordes? Their sinuous vampire is hostile. Has a hellish oppressor called to their gothtastic snowflakes..? And why do I feast on the spasm looming above a formless thorn far above the sea stretching beyond a wicked sea, thunderously..? In the days of yore it was as grim as their warrior towering above a unknown serpent. Long, long ago they were as soft as their poison -- but in this world of ours they are as sinuous as my hordes. Have those demons forgot my riches..? You plot. Fireflies disintegrate! My wet memories seethe bursting forth from their explosion dying beside a grim figure. I swarm.
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Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.