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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Nick

I met her in a gay bar sort of pregnant,
I can still recall the neon sign she wore.
She was chewin' on a hangnail with her cobra,
and I knew that she would be a crashing bore.

The judge declared I'd stay with her forever,
She said to me there was no other guy,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off in my Edsel,
She told her fat friend Grace to say goodbye.

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