Sing a song of sixpence,
A bottle full of rye;
Four and twenty subsidaries
Baked in an IPO.
When the IPO was opened,
The CFOs began to sing.
Now, wasn't that a dainty dish
To set before the SEC?
The ex-CEO was in his countinghouse,
Counting out his money;
Martha was in the parlor
Shorting Imclone and making money.
The ex-wife was in the news,
Hanging out the dirty laundry.
Along there came a big bad AG
And snipped off Martha's nose!
Note: A nursery rhyme updated to reflect the crimes of the times.