Local life lately has not always had rhyme or reason. Since reason remains elusive, here at least is a feeble attempt to find rhyme.

• Bill Jefferson was quite a teaser.

His invitation was really a pleaser:

“Come over for dinner

And you’ll see I am no sinner

I’ll just grab something from the freezer.”

• Jazzland’s roller-coaster was a feat,

Its bumpy ride was a summer treat.

The park closed because of its contention

That there is too much competition

From driving down a city street.

• Uptown folk were his next of kin;

Restorers of his house were Mexican.

Their work was nice,

And at a reasonable price,

Now he can afford to ride in Rex again.

• Ruth’s Chris was a New Orleans creation

Its sizzling steaks were the best in the nation

Then along came Katrina,

The owners said, “Be seeing ya’

“We’re moving to Orlando without reservation.”

• New Orleans’ future was truly sketchy,

Devastation was worst than Betsy,

Folks looked toward a Bush

To give the city a push.

He came, and his name was Reggie.

• Graduate school would be the thing

To make his future income ring.

Now he’s studying the art of frying,

And all about mustard applying,

He got a bonus from Burger King

And now, since you have been good, here’s a bonus limerick which has absolutely nothing to do with anything current, but that only makes sense in New Orleans:

• The krewe took a cruise to the zoo.

The cruiser’s crew knew what to do:

Serve champagne,

And quiche lorraine –

The cruise became a krewe-to-do.