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!


I met her on probation at McDonald's,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand in her muu-muu,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

I promised her I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up with a robot,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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