Okay so the heat is oppressive,

Yes I did say once I would not complain,

So not doing so in this poem, just hoping for rain,

Maybe the stuff Lil’ Eddie did get will come east,

Finally Mr. Kostro is now not such a dirty beast…

So many say it is not the heat but humidity,

Who ever came up with this little ditty,

Is gonna meet the business end of my right cross,

I hear it everyday and am tired of it,

The next person that says it will get hit,

Won’t be, as far as I am concerned, much of a loss…

Doesn’t take much to spark a fire of anger,

Though I do try to stay subdued,

Just livin’ in the air conditioning,

Drinking lots of water & like Mr. K., swimming in the nude…

          © ed ~ 7/26/05