Butler Poems

the irish butler

Momentum on the Streets p=mv   profit=momentum*volume

“How much do you get?”
“What’s the pay…..
What’s the pay off he said
Not speculating today
Feels great

This location is inside of you
Sugar bored and wont talk
Never through it all a way for a block
Out of my bourbon
Soo clean eyes will come
A thousand armies and a thousand moors
Until you never loud

why didn't Austin Butler start singing 'trouble' by Elvis Presley during the fight scene in Dune

it was therefore disappointing
but what ain't

hardcore science fiction
climate fiction

ecological lollocks
hero's journey balloon juice

Patrick Stewart on the baliset
is the definition of rock and roll

keep your expectations low going into the cinema
keep them low on the film

keep them low on the audience
for there can be no greater relief

leaving the theatre
when you say to a friend,

'thank christ everyone

Another Piper

Not pied but a piper of a different sort,
	Partakers tend to frequent cuff and court.
	He seldom leads prefers to follow,
	Decorates flesh while insides hollow.
	
	And slowly lets his ways go shady,
	And lowers bar on choice of lady.
	Will blame the Mayor and Council Board,
	As if actions be not of his own accord.
	
	Why all’d be in his favor

Suspicion Fell On the Butler

*Image of Suspicion & Doubt by Pixabay.

Suspicion Fell on the Butler

'Twas a murky damp eve at the big house,
A frightening hallway clock tolls troll-less,
Hark the wayward butler a standard louse,
I glanced via the house he's gone I guess.

You're confident you've dug in everywhere,
Every nook and cranny cracks in the fence,
All we found were pipes but

Suspicion Fell On the Butler

For him quirky incidents are not very new, 
Being adept seasoned butler for years a few;
Dead fly in the chicken curry they bluntly cry, 
While gladly consume entire pork and mutton fry...!

My ballet missing! A lousy one loudly yells,
Must be the butler, the other so firmly tells; 
All hell breaks out; like high hills, heap

Suspicion Fell On the Butler

Murder was served at the table.
The fellow is dead, not stable.
Page turned, nothing could be subtler -
Suspicion fell on the butler.

It was the salt and peppering -
It’s clear his oversteppering
was found out this night…all knives out.
Stone cold - the butler gave a shout.

The poison sealed the rim of glass
to coup de gras the loudmouth bass.
Another

The Butler Did It

Suspicion always finds the poor butler.
This time, he was carrying a large box.
I think I saw her fingers--if not her
perhaps it was her sister's golden locks.

People say that she slapped his lovely face.
Not one to pass stories loosely, mind you,
but a grain of truth may favor this case:
She loved him, but I hear, he wasn't

Suspicion Fell On the Butler

Suspicion fell on the butler.
one scone was missing
a chair askew.

The constable scratched his chin
tapped his note pad.
The butler stood
Idly guilty in the doorway.
This was not the first such incident.

The Lady of the Manor strode into the room,
surveyed the situation
muttered under her breath.

The constable observed her behavior.
Discretely followed her
to the garden
where she inquired of the gardener
“Where

Silent Butler

In the house where I was born
We tied our laces in the dark
Then shuffled down the stairs without a lamp.
We breathed a foggy whisper
On a window webbed with frost
And we swore, and we swore,
And we swore the vows of knighthood every day.

In the house where I was born
We ate our breakfast standing up;
The better for

'tread Softly Because You Tread On My Dreams' By William Butler Yeats

For if I had a pence for every pound,
I would ponder first for it to be sound,
For it bears on my soul, I contemplate,
Do they that is endowed suffer this fate,
The teaching I present whose life is poor,
For I fear naught my dream be it grandeur,
Then having the means, beyond all measure,
As dreams are a

Butler

Like a butler with affluence in an experiment of own creation,
Counting the amount of celluloid before any fireworks is triggered,
I gnawed the vapour that was an outcome of a prolonged moan,
And, held a long serge scarf wanting to place it gently over an open mouth.
Scavenger with an open scull letting my brain be picked,
By mocking

Scarlett O'Hara and Rhett Butler

Scarlet O'Hara,
Arrogant misunderstood belle and beauty, from the plantation Tara
caught up in war, love for Rhett, and her OWN survival and money,
she made a dress from green velvet drapes, fiddle-dee-dee, honey.


Rhett Butler
a handsome rogue, a charmer, a gambler of many a dollar, 
with knowledge of women, EXCEPT Scarlet, is that WHY he was enthralled,
his final

What the Butler Heard

What the Butler Heard
Extract from a memoir

Lord Illustrious Penge of Lampwicker Hall,
Welcomed local Toffs, to his Name-Dropper ball.
Noses upturned with a touch of conceit,
Hob-Knobbing with gentry and gentleman elite.
Colonel recalled, his luncheon with Churchill,
Discussing backbenchers and a new Commons bill.
Shooting down Stukas, Captains claim to fame
“We had no choice Sir, Hitler started the game”
Lady Bell

Son of Sligo - To William Butler Yeats

SON OF SLIGO
     To William Butler Yeats - Feb 5 2017
You'll feel the voice of Sligo's heart
in pubs as music plays,
while spirits of the viking's quest
comes on, and here it stays;

their mournful song of blood and death
'tis not what it's about,
but bonding from much harder times
with friends while drinking stout;

their singing

Karen Butler

“Our own Festival of Youth Sport reminds
us that the potential to achieving the highest
starts with home grown talent.” It's no jest. 
Karen works for the Girl Guides, the finest. 

She has spina bifida causing weak legs, 
And started shooting in the year of 1984,
With the Duke of Edinburgh, open door, 
The top award scheme where

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