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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I cannot give you riches
A mansion or a car
I cannot reach the heaven
To bring you

ae mere watan

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Roll the dice
Play a new game
Life for you
Will never be the same

No looking back

We'll Take Fall Together

Shall we take Fall together,

go sifting through the fallen leaves

and gaze upon t

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I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.

It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft

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Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

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Secret Love

I love you so much.

Please never doubt this is true.

But I'm having such

TERE CHEHRE KI TARIF HAI

तेरे चेहरे की क्या तारीफ़ है हर चीज़ इस�