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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CHOT KHA KAR BAITHE HAI
जो चोट खाकर बैठे है वो शायर बन बैठे है<
Gam chupa hasta chl
ग़म छूपा हँसता चल
खुद को ही छलता चल
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
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A Man In The Jar
I once knew a man who lived in a jar.
For a stranger sight, you'd have to go far.
Tum ne usme aisa kya dekha ?
Log Mujhse Hr Bar Poochte Hain Tum Ne UsMe Kya Dekha ?
Me Kehta Hun Jab Usy Dekha To Phir
Baby When You Hold Me
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
UJADI ZINDAGI
Tera meri iss ujadi zindagi main aana,
Kaash koi shabd bayaan kar paate.
Par kya
Little Dance Of Love
We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, gig
me kon hun
आग हूँ आगाज़ हूँ खुद की गलती छुपाने वा
What Do I See In You
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
