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,
trecked 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 Tim-buk-tu .

The crowd went wild!! The Rasta man won. Of course!!