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!

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Nick

I met her in a treehouse with her father,
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny in the twilight,
and I knew that she would be an easy score.

The painters knew I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive on her "Workmate",
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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