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 incognito with Merv Griffin,
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne with a wetback,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

Her rabbi said I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd black out in my Edsel,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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