Two poets die and go to heaven. When they arrive saint Peter tells them that he only has room for one poet in heaven. He decides that the fairest way to decide who gets in is to have a competition. He tells them that the one that makes the best poem using the word timbucktoo will be allowed in. After thinking for a while the first poet says, ""I looked upon the golden land, I looked upon the golden sand, a golden ship came in to view, its destination was timbucktoo."" The secound one looks a bit worried due to how good the other poets poem was. After think a while longer the secound poet goes ""Tim and I a walk we went, saw three women by a tent, they were three and we were two, so I bucked one and Tim bucked two"". When I tell the joke I let the person I'm telling it too decide who gets let in.