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 outside Fresno dead all over,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili in her muu-muu,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

I knew deep down I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd make it with her guru,
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.

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