My Feet are Beat because of the Heat...

Hm, I made a little poem there....

I knew this nice not-too-hot summer we've been having was too good to last: The heat and humidity hit us, and naturally it came on a day when I had to work. I had to run a couple extra carriages out for some people who'd bought extra groceries. And then I had to literally run someone's eggs out to them: I swore those eggs would fry by the time I got them to them...