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
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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