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,
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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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aa ma teri paarti karun

peda kar gayi tujhe eahsaas bhi hai 

suniko ke raqt se aabad hindustan hai

t

Missing...

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I've lost my glass

No Othe Friend

No other friend is quite like you.

No other friend could do exactly what you do.

dhokha de gaya wo mujhe

eak muskaan apne naam kar gaya wo 

khushiyo kaa eak jaam kar gaya wo

baaten

Every Day My Love For You Grows

Every day that passes us by

all I could think of is this one guy.

I never thought

SACH HO YA NA HO

साथ हमारा हो ना हो,लेकिन मिलना तो बस मà

Tum chalo dagar pe,

Insan ki dagar par batcho ke,

Yr desh hai tumhara neta to tum ho kal ke,

Duniyan

Last
Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O

kuchh rasto par kadam rakh kar

kuch rasto par kadam rakh kar bhi 

meri ruh unhe pehchaanti nahi

tum puch

Heartbroken..

You broke my heart

And won't repair it

You took my love

and won't give it

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