A man is sitting on a bench in front of the gates of heaven waiting for Saint Peter to show up and his best friend Tim sits down next to him. So they sat and talked for a while until Saint Peter showed up at the gait. Peter said "Im sorry guys but we only have room for one more person right now". So the two friends started arguing about who should go in. "You go Tim , no you go , no you, back and forth they went. Peter stopped them and said I'll stop this, each one of you will write me a poem about my favorite place "Timbuctoo" and whoever has the best one will go to heaven. So they both wrote a poem and the one man , wanting his friend Tim to go to heaven rather than him, decided to write a really bad one. So they went back to Peter and he asked Tim to read his poem first. He said it and it was pretty good. So next Peter asked the other man to read his poem. So he cleared his throat and read: Me and Tim a hunting went, spied three madiens in a tent, since they were three and we were two, I bucked one and Tim bucked two.