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
I met her outside Fresno ridin' shotgun,
I can still recall that burlap bra she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne on her elbows,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.
The painters knew I'd stay a dwarf forever,
She said to me she loved my one blue eye,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up on "The Gong Show",
I never had the chance to say goodbye.
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