A New York sindicate magazine hosted a poetry contest. In the finals of the contest two men tied for first place. A rich L.A. lawyer and a hick Iowa farmer. The tie resulted in a tie breaker to be held at the magazines headquarters in New York. On the day of the tie breaker, the lawyer showed up in a stretch limouzine and the farmer showed up in his old pick-up truck. The two men were separated into two separate rooms and given one hour to come up with a poem on the subject of Timbuktu. After the hour time limit had expired, the men came out of their rooms and the lawyer was the first to present his poetry:
"Across the desert sands I see... a caravan in groups of three A silhouette on a sky of blue... their destination Timbuktu."
This produced much clapping and praise from the audience and panel judges. Then comes the farmer with his poetry:
"Me and Tim a huntin' went... Found three maidens in a tent Them were three and us were two... I bucked one and Tim bucked two."
(This post was edited by Treyn on Jan 12, 2006, 5:33 AM)
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