Shameless Cross-Promotion #2

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Lep Loney is a friend of this blog and he writes poetry ripped from today's headlines. Or sometimes pulled from the advertising leaflets you find stuffed in your letterbox.

Enjoy his latest brilliant poetic work Fung's Kitchen and then check the comments section where he then critiques his own work without fear or favour.

Genius is an overused word and happily it does not apply here.

Elevate!

Mr Trivia

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