The finals of the National Poetry Contest last year
 came down to two finalists. One was a Vanderbilt University
 Law School graduate from an upper-crust family; well-
 bred, well-connected, and all that goes with it.
 The other finalist was a redneck from Southeast Alabama
 A&M. 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!!! How, they wondered, could
 the redneck top that?! The clock started again and the
 redneck sat in silent thought. Finally, in the last
 few seconds, he jumped and recited:

"Tim and me, a-huntin' went.
 Met three whores in a pop-up tent
 So I bucked one and Timbuktu."

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

 Back to Home Page
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page