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
I met her on the highway dead all over,
I can still recall those training pants she wore.
She was crashin' through the guardrail by the off-ramp,
and I knew no guy would ever love her more.
She asked me if I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd freak out in my Edsel,
I watched her melt away and sobbed goodbye.
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