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 nightmare poppin' uppers,
I can still recall that little hat she wore.
She was sobbin' at the toll booth near Poughkeepsie,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.

The painters knew I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me that birthdays made her cry,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off with no clothes on,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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