My Dad writes poetry and no one reads it
He posts it on the kitchen door and he concedes it
Is a maudlin and narcissistic occupation
And here am I in filial emulation

For those of you who do not know me
My name is Henry Tapper and I should be
De-risking pensions f***ed by equity
A s people do who are working in the City

Enough for now and if you want to comment
On how my time could profitably  be spent
Feel free! I would  be  very flattered
Especially to hear that this blog mattered