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 on probation wrestlin' gators,
I can still recall the Stassin pin she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne with a wetback,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

I knew deep down I'd salivate forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green with my best friend,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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