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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Nick

I met her at a truck stop sort of pregnant,
I can still recall the hearing aid she wore.
She was crawlin' through the prairie with Led-Zeppelin,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

The judge declared I'd punch her out forever,
She said to me she'd have a swiss on rye,
But who'd have thought she'd bobsled with a robot,
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.

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