This is a poem called Groundworks. It’s about an organisation called Groundworks, here goes the poem.

Charlotte Eloise Dimmick went for a walk to ground force groundhog day. She met a man in a coffee bar, for tea on a laptop. Philanthropic pie, a matcha tea of personality.

Don’t flush your bad decisions down the loo. Put them in a shoebox. I would like to explain to you, the solution to my life, but I hold in my hand your heart.