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 a nightmare with Merv Griffin,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny when she shot me,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

My hamster thought I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd grovel with no clothes on,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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