I'm a bit late for the Brigid-inspired poetry, but here is my contribution. Ogden Nash has a huge collection of poems, short and silly and some sweet. This is one of my favorites of his.
This is my dream,
It is my own dream,
I dreamt it.
I dreamt that my hair was kempt.
Then I dreamt that my true love unkempt it.
Tomorrow will be knitting stuff.