One of my colleagues sent me this - it probably has already made the rounds BUT I had a good laugh and thought I'd share it :-)


The Australian Poetry Competition had come down to two finalists; a
university graduate and an old aboriginal. They were given a word, and
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

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.