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 the highway in September,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie when she shot me,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

The blood test showed I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd yodel with her dentist,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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