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 at a truck stop stoned on oatmeal,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili with her cobra,
and I knew we really lost the last World War.

I shrieked in pain I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me she liked "Spy vs. Spy",
But who'd have thought she'd turn green while in labor,
I now can kiss my credit cards goodbye.

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