Gym Class

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they’re made of cheese
Or spoiled rotten meat. The toilets are all backed up,
And the floors are soaking wet.
The stench around the benches
Is from everybody’s sweat. The shower stalls are moldy.
All the uniforms are stiff.
The air reeks of deodorant;
I dare you—take a whiff! I’m not the smartest person,
But I know this much is true:
Instead of calling it P.E.
It should be called P.U.

-Neal Levin

Other poetry

Last Goodbye

I sit here waiting

waiting for you to see

that time is running out

come o

sachi dosti me har ek naya rishta mil jata hai

प्यार को मत समझो पूरा उसका पहला अक्षर

desh bhakti

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती �

Why Me Why You

why is it when I look in your eyes,

I see the love burning inside me.

why is it w

bill se bahar nikla chuha

मेकअप की दुकान में ,अक्ल पे पगली लगा क�

MUJHE BHI KHABAR NAHI

कोई आहट होती है ना,

तो लगता है जैसे �

Papa All Izz Well !!! ^_^

All Iz Well Remix -

Jab Question Paper Ho Out Of Control

Answer Sheet Ko Kar

ME APNI NADAIYON KO KOS RAHI THI

बेफिक्र हो चली थी ज्योंही तुम्हारा क�

Remember The First Meet

I remember the first time you talked to me,

I wasn't sure what to do.

No one ever

HAR KHUSHI DOSTO KE SATH

हर ख़ुशी तकलीफ, साथ साथ जिया करते थे