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