Prosopogostichs for Georges Perec

In his nonsense verse “How pleasant to know Mr. Lear” the 
popularizer of the limerick makes amusing observations 
about himself. In the nonsense octave below readers are 
urged to discover an equally intriguing character who, it’s 
hoped, will prove just as amusing and, in the end, just 
as “not unpleasant to know.”

Not unpleasant to know...? Monsieur Perec
whose locale is the alphanumeric.
His Oulipian lists skirt the xeric 
while his novels ensnare the chimeric.
Though his visage some view as barbaric
(few confuse him for cultural cleric),
to reforge pleasant Georges, surnamed Peric,
would "iron"ical prove (fully-ferric).

Let's Just Saey (Sic) It Ain't Rosy-fingered

Todaey the daey dawn'd graey-on-graey --
so graey that 'daey,' 'todaey' and 'graey'
must each (all three, or so they saey)
be spelt with e-augmented 'a.'