The Australian Poetry competition had come down to two finalists – a
university graduate and an old aboriginal.
They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the given word.
The word they were given was TIMBUKTU
First to recite his poem was the university graduate.
He stepped up to the microphone and said;
Slowly across the desert sand
Trekked a lonely caravan
Men on camels, two by two,
Destination – TIMBUKTU.
The crowd went crazy.. No way could the old aboriginal top that, they thought.
The old aboriginal calmly made his way to the microphone and recited.
Me and Tim a-huntin’ went
Met three whores in a pop-up tent.
They was three, and we was two
So I bucked one, and TIMBUKTU.