bwm@ccice2.UUCP (Brad Miller) (01/24/85)
WW4. Daolith sparks the Gryb Namanthian corpsiculians shibber and werm. Nothang Damtilliantir corepts smithingly Showendir linkas grabu pawn Lamansu tripe slowly ebbs 'Death to the Infidel' smathers the corpulent Slithering wake Sleemily cry the tybers Sloth and Stone smelt rubber Son welcomes brother gasp bright: Obliteron bwm 7/16/82 Neither a poet or author was made by corruption of common prose Delta intellect therefore lingua inferior The masters can be imitated never copied Thus sprach - hence scribed hereforth: WW4A. Death crys The Enemy! Airborne corpusculent matter seeths and swerves in currents Penetration. Lungs dissolving their aveoli as blood and pus gushes forth from mouth and rent nasal passages Soldier - alone creeps to enemy fortresses butressed with incorruptable black spires deep in the ground Radioactive dust slowly falls causing flecks of yellow to glow in the ruddy brown dirt Invade does the platoon, puncturing the close fortress as shafts of bright light peirce as daggers into the body of the beast The fortress belches forth its occupants Moans and crys from abandoned children alone The ground gives way to a liquid stream of blood flowing throughout the land; lakes boil; oceans steam and belch Earth rushes to the arms of the Sun And dies bwm 7/16/82 -- ...[rochester, cbrma, rlgvax, ritcv]!ccice5!ccice2!bwm