Two rednecks, a truck and a bottle of shine,
Met three mystery gals who were lookin’ divine.
One campsite, one night and a whole lot of mess.
What happened in Timbuktu? None will confess!
With questionable whiskey and boots on the floor,
The tent started jumping…then jumpin’ some more.
It ain’t on a map and that’s probably best,
Since those bacchanalian scenes need their rest.
Bad choices were made, but we’ve zero regret,
It’s the wildest rendezvous April has met!
So grab you a jar and a seat by the fire,
For a National Poetry Month tale of desire.
https://talesofmanythings.com/blog/2026/04/13/tim-and-buck-went-hunting-in-timbuktu-found-some-adventure-and-a-story-or-two/
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