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 on probation in September,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili in the twilight,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

She asked me if I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd yodel with a robot,
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.

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