Paris is eternal.
A city separated by the Seine.
Blessed by beauty.
Home to people of all races.
Welcoming every in the world to visitone of the greatest cities in the world.
But definitely me in the 1980s.
Last week Donald Trump made his 2nd visit to Europe.
# 45 was snubbed by the Polish president's wife.
He angered Jews by not stopping at the Warsaw ghetto.
And the jubilant crowds loved getting paid for their cheers.
Next stop the G-20 meeting in Hamburg.
Riots rocked the city.
Angela Merkel rolled her eyes at him.
His daughter Ivanka played Secretary of State.
And no one wanted to sit with Mr. Lonely.
To celebrate Bastille Day with his handshake nemesis, President Macron.
# 45 and his !st Lady Melania arrived at Charles De Gaulle Aeroport on July 13.
The Slovian teenager had modeled there in the 90s.
Trump was no stranger to Paris or models.
This trip was all business, but he could concentrate on his grip.
His son Donald Jr. has come under tight scrutiny for his onvolvement of cullusion with the Russian government during the 2016 presidential campaign.
Trump was happy to be with the Macrons.
He went out of his way to say to te 1e Madame, "You're in such good shape. She's in such good physical shape. Beautiful."
Le President de France made no such comment to Melania.
After all she was a paid assassin for the Russians.
Wise ecision or the younger man.
After a day of discussing Franco-American issues the couples dined at the jules Verne on the Eiffel Tower.
According to all sources # 45 never proposed a menage a quarte to the Macrons.
The next day was all pomp and splendor on the Camps-Elysees.
Some horse poop too.
The band played Daft Punk.
# 45 was not amused, since he had requested Peggy Lee's Is That All There Is?, his favorite.
And like that Mssr. Long Tie was gone.
On Air Force 1 he complained to Melania, as she slipped in into assassin chic
"Don't worry, 45. I hit them hard."
She was such a good girl.
Except when she was bad,
As for 45.
45 was always 45.
Bon Voyage a tout.