...The Australian poetry Competition had come down to two finalists; A Litery Arts Masters 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 that word. The word they were given was 'TIMBUKTU'. First to recite his poem was the graduate. Slowly across the dessert 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 thought. 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 were two So I bucked one, and Timbucktu. The aboriginal won!!! Regards GT
I laughed too .... Dat a pritty good joke dere bloke ... did you buck dem sheilas before drinkin de plagons of woobla, or was dey so bad you had to drink de plagons first? Cheers bloke, Billy Cokebottle (aka RZM, about to be VTD'd on grounds of political correctness - or lack of it)
Having been.... ...around a bit, I guess there were a couple casks of Coolibah (Central Australian favourite) involved. I have in my possesion a poem, written by a bloke called Peter Severin, whose family have owned Mt. Connor Station (near Ayres Rock) since last century. Peter is now in his late 80's now, but his poem, about a group of Aboriginals who get towed behind a road train, near Milparinka (its based on a true story) is hilarious, and so politically incorrect, would get me banned, and possibly arrested for racial bias. If you want a copy, I will painstakely type it out and send you a copy. Regards...GT
