Nettle, groundsel, alkanet, greeted us when first we met,

At Tiber Football, in the city, GoodGym magic would make it pretty.

Christine pulled and Pauline dug,

Ben hoe-hoed, and Rowan did tug.

Creeping thistle and common ragwort, we'll soon pull you up...or so we thought!

Jo was bending,

Kate crouched low,

All working hard, but progress slow.

Bindweed bound and couch grass grew, broad-leaved dock and brambles, too.

Tim cleared plants that stung and scratched,

Chris pulled grass, the weeds were matched!

Roots went deep, there seemed no end, tools were few, when used, they'd bend!

But Laura heaped the pulled weeds high, could it be...the end was nigh?

Serena filled the bins, and then... we filled them once or twice again.

And in the blazing summer sun, we all stood back, saw what we'd done.

The ground was clearer than before, we'd done three tasks, but needed more...

So, for today, our job was done!

GoodGym, you're fab! Thanks, everyone!