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 Sheboygan stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili on her elbows,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

She asked me if I'd play "Go Fish" forever,
She said to me she loved my one blue eye,
But who'd have thought she'd boogie on her "Workmate",
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.

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