The National Poetry Contest was now down to the last two contestants; a Yale graduate and a Jamaican Rasta man. They were given a word and were 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 Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:

“Slowly across the desert sand,
trekked a lonely caravan;

Men on camels…two by two;
their destination? Timbuktu."

A big applause went up! No way could the Rasta man top that, they thought.

The Rasta man calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:

“Me and Tim, went on de road,

three thief stop wi, an want wi load.

They were three and we were two

So I bucked one and Timbuktu."


The crowd went wild!!


The Rasta man won. Of course!!

baaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahaaaa!!! That was priceless!!!!

LONG LIVE PATWAH!!!