The Big Poetry Slam in the Sky
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From: Peter Langston <psl>
Date: Sat, 20 Apr 96 02:55:58 -0700
Subject: The Big Poetry Slam in the Sky
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Forwarded-by: marshall@seismo.CSS.GOV (Peggy Marshall)
Three poets - an Indian, an Englishman, and an American - arrive at the
gates of heaven at the same time wanting to get in. St. Peter explains to
them that heaven is pretty much filled up with poets at the moment, and he
is authorized only to take in one of the three. So he devises a poetry
competition, giving each poet 5 minutes to create a short poem about
Timbuktu... may the best poet win!
Indian Poet: Once while in a foreign land,
I dreamed I crossed the burning sand.
An oasis appeared, when close I drew,
I found I was in Timbuktu.
English Poet: Of all the cities I have been
(And I have been to quite a few),
There is no finer place I've seen
Whose beauty rivals Timbuktu.
American Poet: Tim and I a-camping went.
We spied three women in a tent.
And lo, before the night was through,
I bucked one, and Tim bucked two!
© 1996 Peter Langston