An outrageous poem

This is a poem I uncovered while paging through a Google search on my great grandfather’s name. I make no apologies for putting you in touch with Krunchie Killeen, but maybe I’ll attempt to look him up when I’m next in Dublin. I don’t plan on buying his book, but you can if you like.

Question: how many degrees of separation does this make me from Krunchie Killeen?

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