The finals of the National Poetry Contest last year came down to two finalists.
One was a Duke University Law School graduate from an uppercrust family --
well-bred, well-connected, and all that goes with it.
The other finalist was a redneck from Southeast Alabama.
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!!!,,,not bad...eh?
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 up and yelled:
Tim and me, a-huntin' went.
Met three whores in a pop-up tent.
They was three, we was two,
So I bucked one and Timbuktu.
by Sammy Kershaw and Lorrie Morgan
