Robert Frost and a redneck came to heaven’s gate at the same time. St. Peter stood at the gate with instuctions for the two: ”You cannot enter the gates of heaven until you can make up a poem and recite it to me using the word ‘Timbuktu’ in it.” Robert Frost stepped up and recited a beautiful poem and was let in the gates.

The redneck stepped up and St. Peter said, ”Now, what is your poem?”

The Redeck paused and scratched. ”Oh! I got it,” said the redneck, ”here it goes. . . Me and Tim a huntin’ went, Met three maidens in a tent, They was three and we was two, So I bucked one and Tim bucked two.”