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 gay bar with her father,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was drinkin' Dr. Pepper when she shot me,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

Her rabbi said I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd black out in my Edsel,
She freaked out on the lawn and screamed goodbye.

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