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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I met her in the Stone Age with Merv Griffin,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was weighted down with Twinkies with a wetback,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

I knew deep down I'd warp her mind forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd boogie at her health club,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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