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 at a truck stop with Merv Griffin,
I can still recall that plastic nose she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail with her cobra,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

I shrieked in pain I'd hate her dog forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off with a robot,
But that's the way that pygmies say goodbye.

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