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 in Sheboygan all hunched over,
I can still recall the stolen goods she wore.
She was talkin' in Swahili with her cobra,
and I knew what strong deodorants were for.

I shrieked in pain I'd live off her forever,
She said to me that Nixon didn't lie,
But who'd have thought she'd blast off in her Maytag,
I pushed her off the bridge and waved goodbye.

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