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 outside Fresno sort of pregnant,
I can still recall that creepy smile she wore.
She was drownin' in the quicksand on her elbows,
and I knew it was a raven, nothing more.
The judge declared I'd pick my nose forever,
She said to me her basset hound was shy,
But who'd have thought she'd turn green with her dentist,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.
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