I am sorry,
but I will need to see the manager
or whoever is in charge
of the weather.

It is simply unacceptable
to go from 80 degrees (Farenheit, of course, God’s temperature units.)
to 40 degrees
in two hours.

I should be enjoying a cool fall day,
It should be sunny, but not too hot
August is over and we’ve had enough of that.

So please, get me your manager
because you with all this drizzly rain
are being rude
and not listening to me
and you should have been taught
the customer is always right.
That is how I was taught
back in my day at the Dairy Queen.
Surely you can do better than this.

You can’t?
Then as I said,

Please get me your manager.
Oh, You are the manager?

That does it. I am going home to call corporate.
Surely someone knows how to fix
the weather.