Sure! Here's a short, playful poem for your Irish ginger friend from Dublin:
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To Harry Nolan, a Dublin Delight
From fair Dublin town with a heart full o’ cheer,
Comes Harry the ginger, our mate of the year.
With wit sharp as thistles and stories to tell,
He lights up the room like a pub's final bell.
A dash of red fire, a laugh bold and grand,
With mischief and charm always close at hand.
So raise up your glass, let the craic never end—
To Harry, our legend, our ginger-haired friend!
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Let me know if you'd like it to be more serious, funny, or roast-style!
All seriousness big up to harry nolan for ghits and siggles on the server and off of it. Worst pilot ever
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To Harry Nolan, a Dublin Delight
From fair Dublin town with a heart full o’ cheer,
Comes Harry the ginger, our mate of the year.
With wit sharp as thistles and stories to tell,
He lights up the room like a pub's final bell.
A dash of red fire, a laugh bold and grand,
With mischief and charm always close at hand.
So raise up your glass, let the craic never end—
To Harry, our legend, our ginger-haired friend!
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Let me know if you'd like it to be more serious, funny, or roast-style!
All seriousness big up to harry nolan for ghits and siggles on the server and off of it. Worst pilot ever
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