One fine morning, Hari, a boy of four
Got up from a deep slumber and curiously
He looked around what was going on.
It was a summer time with hot days on..!
Everyone in the bungalow was packing
Materials necessary for a month's tour
To some place far away from the town.
His curiosity kindled interest to know;
He was very happy to observe all and
Watch what things were going to happen!
His joy knew no bound as the journey started
To a nearby hill station for a month's stay!
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