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 gay bar stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was breakin' out with acne in her muu-muu,
and I knew that she was rotten to the core.

A Klingon said I'd live off her forever,
She said to me she couldn't stand my tie,
But who'd have thought she'd run off in my Edsel,
She sealed me in the vault and smirked goodbye.

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