THE_JOURNEY_OF_TRIP

      We=friend, bhaiya=teacher, uncle=watch                            

Poem

When we go to kullu

We make fun of Oulu

Than we eat food

Bhaiya is so rude

Because we didn’t finish are food

Kullu is so cold

I think bhaiya will scold

We are so scared

We go on the bed

Uncle is taking khanate

And we playing kunfu karate

Then we eat one paratha

They are so tasty

Then we eat one pasty

That was so soft

Then I read about the ghost

It was a night

I am feel so bright

Then the next morning I see the kite

I see the sky

I say bye bye

Author-: Gaurav and Ashutosh