Goodgym runners, whither will you wander,

by the stream and hedges, all around the moor.

Goodgym don't think litter-picking's dull,

A pleasant hour's stroll yields three bags full.

One bag from Ruth and one bag from Claire,

and one bag from Juli, now there's no litter there!

In fact, there were so many bottles (and our arms were growing so long), that we had to stop halfway round to decant some of them into a bin!