The national poetry contest had come down to two: a Yale graduate and a redneck from Tennessee.
Each contestant was given the word "Timbuktu" and allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem.
The Yale graduate stepped to the microphone and said;
Slowly across the dessert sand,
trekked a lonely caravan.
Men on camels, two by two,
destination: Timbuktu.
The crown went crazy! No way could the redneck top that. The redneck stepped to the microphone and calmly recited;
'Me and Tim, a huntin' we went,
Met three gals in a pop-up tent.
They was three, and we was two,
so I bucked one, and Timbuktu.
THE REDNECK WON!!
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