Gym Class
Posted on
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,
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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Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
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मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्य
Live Life.
Life is crazy,
and totally unpredictable...
It's going to push you over,
kick you while yo
Teri Dosti Par Naaj Bhi Hain
तेरी कमी भी है, तेरा साथ भी है,
तू दू
No More Sadness
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
jaanu mera dil rota hai,
tumko paakar, tumhen khona nahi hai,
jaanu mera dil rota hai,
pathar se dil ka py
banta mitta hua me
किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता
Hame to Apno Ne Luta....!!!!
अरे हमें तो अपनों
tum jo sang bane raho
Tumhare karan har jeet se pyar hai mera
Mera seerat ye badhta rahega
Tum jo sang
mehboob ki aankhe roti hui