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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ishq hi khuda hai

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mohabbat mein shiddat mayne nahi rakhti

mohabbat

My Best Friend

Whenever I am lonely,

You're always by my side,

And when I call to you for help,<

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and

ALFAZON KI KAMI

रात की इस ख़ामोशी में

इस कलम की सरगो

You're My Everything

You're the beauty in the sunrise,

The soft warmth shining in the trees.

Joyful li

EKTHALIME KHANA KHAY

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Laa Main Teri Geeta Parh Lun, Tu Parh L

doston dekho insaan kahan se kahan ja raha hai

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Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?

If he is ready to date

I have no chance

I would already be too late

For t

MERI KALAM OR DAWAAT

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