Gym Class
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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,
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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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