Just a small poem about my dept IV. I haven't gone into any specific details of the trip, just an overview :)
The IV started on the 9th of July,
Into the sky did the crackers fly;
Our industrial visit was to Ooty,
For it was finally time to party!
An hour before midnight we started,
Into two big buses were we seated;
The drive at night didn't scare us,
Cos all the dancing made it no fuss.
It was drizzling when we saw our hotel,
Ah, the chilling climate had a lot to tell;
All day we were shivering under the sky,
Yet somehow all our moods were on a high.
All the places we saw had their own view,
I cannot fathom how fast the time flew;
We all danced to tunes, even the shy ones,
The questions session involved many a puns.
With many sighing hearts did the buses return,
The trip to ooty cannot easily be forgotten;
The co ordinators had done one hell of a job,
Remembering reguar classes all I can do is sob.
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