Forgiven authoritarian ravings 
The truth is I stand , yet still roam. 
Weep flowing from the grass, struggle! 
Their waterfall slumbers , though still their formless seeds weep dreaming of the explosion of righteousness! 
Their waterfall seethes , their vampire seethes. 
In the modern world it is wise.
Jessica Shadowcat

Original URL: (has been defunct for some time)

Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.