Alex Benalla (may his news decrease!)
Awoke one day and joined the French police
And saw, in easy reach of his matraque,
Protesters, whom he thought he might attack,
“What doest thou?” asked passers-by
Who looked on him askance,
“Moi? Rien! I’m just the henchman
Of the President of France.” LJ
Limerick
A hash-peddler, Pasha Achache,
Stashed his hash-cash, alas, in the trash,
Till the trash man one day
Took the trash can away
And trashed the Achache hash-cash stash
Written on the terrace of the Marco Polo Pizzeria, for no good reason. LJ
Lyndon @ Adonis Blue 