Cheers to choccy for sending me the original mail that ended up being this web page. I've turned it into a little program that does the random selection for you. No idea who the original author was, sorry!

For the next verse, simply click your browser's "reload" button. Keep singing!

Nick

I met her outside Fresno stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that little hat she wore.
She was weighted down with Twinkies in her muu-muu,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The painters knew I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me she loved my one blue eye,
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled with a robot,
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.

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