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 a treehouse all hunched over,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili with her cobra,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core.

My Pooh Bear said I'd salivate forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd grovel with my best friend,
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.

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