Mal Beveridge
G’day, I’m Mal Beveridge, a Moreton Bay Bush Poet and a long-time member of Australia’s premier bush poetry club, North Pine Bush Poets. I’ve been writing and performing with success for ten years and I absolutely love sharing my poetry as a performer and very soon in my upcoming book, Words in Motion Vol 1. From the sublime to the ridiculous I will take you on a journey that will have you crying with pathos and howling in laughter! I started performing publicly in 2012 . I have been lucky enough to receive a number of ‘written’ awards over the years but it is performing in front of an audience that really rings my bells. A two time winner of 'The Looming Legend' at Tenterfield's Oracles of the Bush festival, a multi times finalist at Tamworth, a runner up at Nerandera and an original poetry winner at Bundaberg, the Brisbane Ekka and North Pine and I can bring you a truly enjoyable experience.
Area:
- Brisbane
- South East Qld
- Regional Qld
Years Performing:
12
Entertainment Style:
- Humorous
- Serious
- Traditional Bush Poetry
- Other
Merchandise:
Books and CD's coming soon!
Poets/Writers Work
The Curious Tango
adapted as a performance version ©Mal Beveridge 2017
It was ladies choice at the local dance when the shortest girl took the greatest chance for she’d set her heart on the tallest bloke and the locals thought it the greatest joke when they danced, a curious tango.
It was Long John Best was the bloke she sought and she’d gone all out with the dress she’d bought and she did not care, though she knew it true, ……..he was seven foot four, she was four foot two and they danced, a curious tango.
With her plunging cleavage from seven four when he looked straight down he could see the floor and she knew this sight would just fan his flame as she pulled his strings and she played the game while they danced, a curious tango.
But she could not keep to the tango beat so she whacked one foot upon both his feet and the razor heels on the shoes she wore well they almost pinned Long John to the floor as they danced, a curious tango.
Well they whirled around with a trail of blood, if he lifts one foot then it stops the flood but he has to put it down ‘cause the other one hurts and there was no way he could stop the squirts as they danced, a curious tango.
But she raised her heels as they danced on by and he leapt with pain and he leapt so high and she held on tight as he double flipped and it was plain to see when her neck line slipped as they danced, a curious tango.
Well they landed hard by the dunny door and her razor heels went through to the floor and he screamed in pain and with nix to lose he pulled her up through her dress and shoes as they danced, a curious tango.
Well the crowd went wild at the sight they saw ‘cause the shortest sheila was in the raw and she had one leg hooked around his head - when she dipped her back ‘What the hell is that?’ was all he said (he was a bit slow) as they danced, a curious tango.
Well the cheering crowd had not seen such fun so he dropped her down but the deed was done and he wrapped her up and he held her tight and they sashayed off in a whirl of light as they danced, a curious tango.
Now believe this tale if you will or no, when the local blokes to the dances go they all wear boots with a steel capped toe…… and the sheilas wear dresses cut way too low as they dance, The Curious Tango!
Yes they dance The Curious Tango!
