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 treehouse at McDonald's,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail on her elbows,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

Her rabbi said I'd live off her forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out with a robot,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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