Hot rainy summer poems

Before heading to India, I was warned that I’d need rainy shoes. Repeatedly. However, nobody warned me about wearing rainy shoes on Monday. Thanks for nothing, Obama!*

Here is some more awful haiku poetry about it.

It's raining and hot
Is this California?
No, it is stupid.

Dipti said I need
Rainy shoes for the monsoon.
Not California.

I bought these ugly shoes…
Old woman comfort, bitches!
For dry, not rainy days.

My dumb toes are wet
because weather apps suck balls
and can't do their jobs.

Ugly comfy shoes.
Moist leather, hot toes.
Bad combination.

*Also, Grammarly is a better writer than I am. Look at these ridiculously awful and/or awesome suggestions for someone who wanted to be “more constructive.” That’s not me. I was looking for, “hurling passive-aggressive insults 10 years after he left office. Maybe next time though.