Downton Abbey Poem by Paul Reed

Downton Abbey



Supposedly set in Yorkshire
But really nowhere near
Street scenes shot in Oxfordshire
And the family ‘pile' in Highclere

The quaint world of Downton Abbey
The Crawleys with influence and power
The conversations never mono-syllaby
How quickly passes the hour!

The ladies dressed in fabulous gowns
With wrists all a bit limpy
Last night our joy knew no bounds
With the reappearance of "Shrimpie"

The Earl of Grantham is a particular treat
Some might think him a fool
For this haughty man with country seat
Is locked in a time capsule

Maggie Smith as Dowager Violet
Her eloquent lines are of great variety
Her quips have offended more than a few, I bet
But, alas, she is beyond impropriety

So settle down next Sunday night
For another dose of the English upper class
It serves up entertainment all right
No other series can surpass

Monday, October 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: television
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