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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I met her in a jail cell with her father,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny in the twilight,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

I told her shrink I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive with her guru,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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