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 word.
The word they were given was ‘TIMBUKTU‘
First to recite his poem was the university graduate.
He stepped 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 were three, and we was two
So I bucked one, and timbuktu.
The aboriginal won.
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