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 in a jail cell ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth in the twilight,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

The judge declared I'd have my rash forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd black out in her Maytag,
She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.

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