The Butler Poem

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In a grand old manor stood a butler so stately,
His suit impeccable, his manners just as greatly,
With silver tray held high, and polished shoes,
He served with poise, as if to never bruise.
From morn till night, he tended to their needs,
With grace and charm, he sowed refined seeds,
A trusted confidante, a loyal aide,
With secrets kept, and trust well repaid.
He opened doors with a genteel air,
Attending to guests with utmost care,
His bow so deep, his smile so bright,
A pillar of service, both day and night.
He knew the tastes of each esteemed guest,
Their preferred drink, their desired request,
Anticipating their every whim,
In service to them, his heart did brim.
A master of the manor, a guiding hand,
With wisdom, poise, and manners grand,
A silent figure, yet ever so key,
In the grandeur of the manor's legacy.
So here's a toast to the butler so fine,
Whose presence adds to the manor's shine,
A pillar of elegance, both strong and true,
A timeless symbol, of service anew.