Jordan Nix, 18, Boyup Brook

There was a boy who liked to act
He also liked to write
However since his schooling ended
He got a scary fright.

With a lack of drama in his home town
His drama passions halted
Dreams of lights, stages, camera
The chance had surely bolted.

There was a country music club
Whose festival were the best
he cut his teeth on writing & Rhyming
So he decided to join the rest

He kept his writing fresh
He kept the passion for rhyme
Then the day he gets published
Was only a matter of time.

He ahd success in writing
But the dramatic passion remained
What chances in a country town?
To fit in was to refrain.

But a wish, it could come true
A drama club it would be
A group to write, to act, to bond
To rewrite history.

Other towns had rich acting
The audience cried and jeered
To have that in this country town
For the boy would be revered.

To write, to act, to yell ACTION!
would be an awesome dream
But a place is needed to host
The Boyup Drama Scene!