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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Nick

I met her on the highway with her father,
I can still recall that creepy smile she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth but I loved her,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core.

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

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