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 in a treehouse sort of pregnant,
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail on her elbows,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.

The judge declared I'd change my sex forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd wind up on "The Gong Show",
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.

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