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 Sheboygan in September,
I can still recall that little hat she wore.
She was slurpin' up linguini when she shot me,
and I knew I'd have to scrape her off the floor.

She asked me if I'd hate her dog forever,
She said to me that Rolaids made her high,
But who'd have thought she'd grovel with my best friend,
She fell beneath the wheels and cried goodbye.

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