JHONY-JOLY-TRIP
Yes it was our trip
Every one was in joys grip
On the roofs of buses we traveled together
Gossips, sceneries and enjoyed weather
Delightful laughing was there frequent
Pitiable those who missed that event
Quarreling over petty issues ,instant reconciliations
There’s freezing winter could not cool our passions
In natural pounds there were fishes swimming
In the sky, the sun, was mildly beaming
How we can forget, that noisy waterfall
Stream was flowing around mountains were tall
To touch the sky hills were struggling
Our joy and wonder was intermingling
There we climbed a cliff that was lofty enough
Stony rough tracks thorny bushes climbing up was tough
At the edge of stream the chicken was cooked
How beautiful was the scene ask those who looked
Stove for cooking was made of stones
There we were served as DONS
Yes it was our trip
Every one was in joys grip
On the roofs of buses we traveled together
Gossips, sceneries and enjoyed weather
Delightful laughing was there frequent
Pitiable those who missed that event
Quarreling over petty issues ,instant reconciliations
There’s freezing winter could not cool our passions
In natural pounds there were fishes swimming
In the sky, the sun, was mildly beaming
How we can forget, that noisy waterfall
Stream was flowing around mountains were tall
To touch the sky hills were struggling
Our joy and wonder was intermingling
There we climbed a cliff that was lofty enough
Stony rough tracks thorny bushes climbing up was tough
At the edge of stream the chicken was cooked
How beautiful was the scene ask those who looked
Stove for cooking was made of stones
There we were served as DONS
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