The distant ocean crashed tumultuously and brashly over the dunes of the white-sand beach, emitting a gentle sigh with each inward lap over the sand, foaming and crashing; out upon the beast of blue and green, a small boat rocked and weaved amongst the waves in beautiful harmony, and upon it sat Fishmael, doing what he did best, fishing, and listening to the distant hum of a small radio upon his little boat; "..Bowser was spotted in.. Toad Town... mass... -tion and... chaos... ..--rty lives lost... many more wounded..... Mario and Luigi not yet sighted......bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.. *crackle*" ..and Fishmael grunted in thought, muttering, "Trouble's brewin."
Contrary to what anyone might think from looking, that is one sentence. = )
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"Word I was in the house alone,
Somehow must have gotten abroad:
Word I was in my life alone.
Word I had no one left but God."