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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You give me love when I feel pain.

 

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I accept you in confidence,
I listen and admire your wisdom.
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You are my shining star.

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That we were meant to be.

I knew our fate was set,

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Meri baaton mein tu,Maine manga jise

Wo dua tu hi tu,Aankhon hi aankhon mein

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Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
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From the first lingering glance

Shared by a pair of prying hearts

To the last diz

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It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,

A friendship that had blossomed to more th