Financial Haiku Open Day

Haiku is part of my love-hate relationship with Japan, and to insure the absence of doubt, I greatly admire both the form and its masters. By contrast, my pathetic attempts are courtesy of London - conjured as they were on an overland walk from the City back to the depressing Hedge Fund alleys of Mayfair. I invite all - aficionados and amateurs alike - to have go and compose your own Financial Haiku in the comments section. Mine are actually quite dark thanks to the days news as delivered by the morning's FT, please lighten it up and redress my somber mood with some amusing satire!

Half Full

Empty new towers,
millions of pink-slips sent forth,
sour is the yoghurt


Remorse

Where is the profit's trough?
Lower lows descending in fog.
O' never again!


Tapeworm

Ubiquitous desire
is never satiated.
It's time to slumber.


Aesop

Ants work - grasshoppers
fiddle. Turtles ARE Faster!
I've told you it's so.