Subscribe | UPI Odd Newsletter Subscribe WASHINGTON, Aug. 30 (UPI) -- The question of the day concerning Martha Is "Does she have an artificial heartha?" Advertisement Her blue-chip stock Did cheat the clock But larger sums Were dumped by bums Without disturbing Imclone's apple-cartha. So what's the deal with hounding pretty Martha Who can prune a bough into a work of artha? Her phone logs say She didn't stray Beyond the bounds Of other clowns Who never sold a bauble at K-Martha. Don't we know that someone cool as Martha Would hire a broker known for being smartha? If he said "Sell Or we'll catch hell," Divining price With loaded dice, Perhaps he noticed blips on his flow-chartha. Does Congress really need to question Martha? In August? That's the month for apple tartha. Her email's checked Yet they dissect Each tiny jot To find a blot, Attempting to rip Martha's claims apartha. Yes, Waksal was a friend of pristine Martha, The man was witty, social, a sweetheartha. They pulled the plug On his new drug, So he was shocked, His future blocked, And friends were calling as he fell apartha. But no one should expect unruffled Martha Advertisement To suddenly turn passive, like Siddhartha. Chopping fruits Or filing suits, Holiday wrap?-- She takes no crap, The woman is a feisty work of artha. I shouldn't worry so, my dear, dear Martha, I know you've had a hard-knocks-school headstartha. You'll make your bail, You'll cheat the jail, You'll heal the breach, You'll make your quiche-- If this were war, you'd get the Purple Heartha. (Bob Briggs writes a number of columns for UPI and may be contacted at [email protected] or through his Web site at joebobbriggs.com. Snail mail: P.O. Box 2002, Dallas, Texas, 75221.)
