It's a little known fact that William Shakespeare and Lord Byron died on the same day. When they met Saint Peter at the pearly gates, he said, ""We are honored to receive two incredibly distinguished poets on the same day! Unfortunately we don't have room for both of you to enter today, so we're going to have to have a little contest. I'm going to say a word, and both of you have to make up a poem, on the spot, using that word. The person with the best poem gets in today."" They nodded their heads, ready to hear the word. ""Ok, make a poem using the word Timbuktu. Lord Byron, as you have nobility, you get to go first."" He thought about it for a minute, smiled, and recited >As I stand upon the dry, burning sands >And gaze beyond the desert lands, >There suddenly appears in view >A caravan from Timbuktu. Pete nodded and said ""Wow, that was pretty great for something so on-the-spot. Ok Bill, think you can beat that?"" Shakespeare said, with a confident look in his eye, >Tim and I a-hunting went. >And spied three maidens, in a tent. >As they were three and we were two, >I bucked one and Tim bucked two!