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 in Sheboygan ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall that plastic nose she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth in the twilight,
and I knew that she would be an easy score.

The blood test showed I'd hate her dog forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled with a robot,
You'd think at least that she'd have said goodbye.

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