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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You're the one for me

'cause you were made just for me.

Now I'm standing in front

bohot see yaaden

Zindagi kabhi hasati hai, kabhi rulati hai,

Kabhi khushi deti hai, kabhi gam de jaati hai

BAYAAN KARTE MERI TISHNAGI

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Tere alwida se hue alhe-e-kalam

Ishq ke sukhan

KHUL GAYI HO JAISE KISMAT

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A Minute
Every one young or old
Needs someone to listen
As their stories are told

The difference

How and When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

me kon hun

आग हूँ आगाज़ हूँ खुद की गलती छुपाने वा

EA DOSTO PHONE KARLEANA

जब कभी दुःखने लगे दिल, जब कभी मन छलक जा

Sometimes In Life

The world just sometimes feels like

I don't fit and don't belong,

And even when I

Seeking Peace

I am broken,

Shattered into irreparable pieces.

Who is going to save me?

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