We are going to the beach, Take your glasses, coat and bleach. We are going to the beach, Take your glasses, coat and bleach.

Merry, merry, merry holiday Looking back, ain’t much changed Merry, merry, merry holiday Looking back, ain’t much changed

Poem Composed by : - Parikshita and Deepa Giradkar Poem Composed by : - Parikshita and Deepa Giradkar

What's wrong about Sunday What's wrong about Sunday

During the holidays, I am filled with craze. During the holidays, I am filled with craze.

In a moment we dream, In a moment we scream. In a moment we dream, In a moment we scream.