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 treehouse stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was weighted down with Twinkies when she shot me,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

The judge declared I'd stay a dwarf forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd sky dive with no clothes on,
She freaked out on the lawn and screamed goodbye.

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