POETRY IN MOTION
The Australian Poetry Competition had come down to two finalists; a university graduate and an old aboriginal. They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem. 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 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 was three, and we was two
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.
The old aboriginal won.
The Australian Poetry Competition had come down to two finalists; a university graduate and an old aboriginal. They were given a word, then allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem. 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 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 was three, and we was two
So I bucked one, and Timbuktu.
The old aboriginal won.
