Poem about India

I promised Liana I would post the poem she wrote about India. She wrote it last fall when she was eight:

A Great Place

India is so very hot,
I have a sari that I bought.

We saw elephants in the street,
I thought it was very neat.

Gita was a girl I met,
She had an elephant for a pet.

The Taj Mahal is very nice,
After that we ate some rice.

The sitar is lovely to hear,
We wanted to get very near.

We saw girls dancing along,
I thought it was a pretty song.

Now it is time we must go home,
Gita my friend gave me a comb.

So I will remember her yet,
The nicest girl I ever met.