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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I met her in a gay bar poppin' uppers,
I can still recall the boxer shorts she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand but I loved her,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.

I told her shrink I'd swear off booze forever,
She said to me man wasn't meant to fly,
But who'd have thought she'd run off on her "Workmate",
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.

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