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!


I met her in a nightmare stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand when she shot me,
and I knew that I would upchuck on the floor.

I shrieked in pain I'd have my rash forever,
She said to me she liked "Spy vs. Spy",
But who'd have thought she'd freak out with her guru,
You'd think at least that she'd have said goodbye.

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