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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I LOVE YOU

When April bends above me

And finds me fast asleep,

Dust need not keep the secret

TIMES OF GRIEF
A day it came, a day it went
Pain and cry, all left in grief
Scar it made, it hides behind

Kataar lagaye baithe hai..

Is duniya me agar kuch karna hai,

Apni marzi ki karna tu.

Ho safal agar to baat h

Long Distance Love

For you, I open my gate

And wish that you were here,

But you live in another stat

My Crush....

I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.

My hands begin to shake whenever she walks

The Infantry Prayer

When the day is done for the infantry,

they bow their heads and take a knee,

they

My Blessing In Life
Every morning I wake up and see,
The most handsome man lying next to me.
He's the one I cheris

A Walk To Remember

A walk to remember

I wish to have with you.

By the seashore,

In the breez

The Horse Ride

Taking a romantic ride today,

We sat upon the wagon.

Suddenly the horse lifted hi

Friendship

We have been friends for not so long

We've learned to trust and shared a song

We