Gym Class
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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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