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
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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