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 stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was smellin' kind of funny with Led-Zeppelin,
and I knew I'd never rate her more than "4".

I knew deep down I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me our love would never die,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out with her guru,
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.

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