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 camelstwo 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, while out on the road, Got cornered by three thieves, armed with board. They were three, and we were two So I bucked one and Timbuktu .