“The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers,pushed through the castle window,revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog’s deception, screaming madly, “You lied!”
His career faltering in a languid pool of its own turgid inertia, Chester Fields, Attorney at Law, thumbed recklessly through the want ads, slurping thoughtlessly from a tepid glass of his own melancholia.
No that's really bad.