Poetry Contest

rocky25

The finals of the National Poetry Contest last year came down to two finalists.
One was an Oxford University Law School graduate from an uppercrust family -- well-bred, well-connected,
and all that goes with it.

The other finalist was a drunk from the north of England.

The rules of the contest required each finalist to compose a four-line poem in one minute or less,
and the poem had to contain the word Timbuktu".

The Duke graduate went first.
About thirty seconds after the clock started he jumped up and recited the following poem:

Slowly across the desert sand
trekked the dusty caravan.
Men on camels, two by two
Destination -Timbuktu.

The audience went wild!!!

Now, they wondered, if the drunk could top that?!
The clock started again and the drunk sat in silent thought.
Finally, in the last few seconds, he jumped up and yelled I’ve got one for you:


Tim and me, a-hunting' went.
We met three Ladies in a pop-up tent.
As There was three, and we were two,
I bucked one and Timbuktu.