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 incognito poppin' uppers,
I can still recall that purple dress she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili with Miss Piggy,
and I knew they'd hate her guts in Baltimore.
The judge declared I'd live off her forever,
She said to me she'd have a swiss on rye,
But who'd have thought she'd yodel with her guru,
She sent a hired thug to say goodbye.
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