Here are a couple of limericks I wrote for my recent talk in Atlanta:

Before the talk:

Politicians so avidly court us
The pundits pretend they support us
But if the health of our nation
Was that of my patients
I’d shortly expect rigor mortis

After the Talk:

I’m so happy to be in Atlanta
I’ll only drink Coke and Orange Fanta
I hope that my speaking
Was what you were seeking
And not left you needing Mylanta