Paris Blemished
The last time I saw Paris
I hid my face and wept.
For the Eiffel Tower had fallen
And the museums were unswept
The Moulin Rouge was shuttered
The can-can had been banned
"What happened here?" I muttered,
The tour guide took my hand
The explanation was quite simple
Indeed, it made me blush
Chirac tried to cover up a pimple
With a Black & Decker airbrush
Contributors: | Francine, tonedeaf, Nym, Karin. |
Poem finished: | 20th July 2003. |