In the realm of friendship, a bond so dear,
A tale of companionship, crystal clear.
Within our internship, a group so fine,
Let me weave a poetic rhyme.

First comes Sujeth, with words that flow,
Talkative and open-minded, a lively show.
Expressive soul, his thoughts take flight,
With every word, painting colors bright.

Next is Surendar, a true gentleman's grace,
A heart of gold, shining in every space.
Kind and polite, his presence serene,
A pillar of strength, a soul so keen.

Ah, Sudarshan, humble and ever kind,
A helping hand, he's always inclined.
In times of need, he stands by your side,
A friend like him, a treasure to confide.

Now behold, Ashok, the epitome of charm,
With looks that dazzle, he could disarm