Not sure if this one counts. I was attempting an Ae Freislighe style of poetry but it was hard. When I finally finished, I went to bed and as I drifted off to sleep, I realized I didn’t get the dunadh! Which means, it was not in fact done. Not sure if my dunadh works but this is my first attempt.

On record as mythical

I walked around Dublin

searchin for the mystical

hopin gold would be comin.

Lookin for a leprechaun

my sleeve found a lil’ smidgeon

of mischief dropped thereupon

by a dang nasty pigeon.

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