There are two kinds of rhyme – musical rhyme, then there’s Felix Dennis’ rhyme
Which, please God, is just as good as mine
The man with the Santa Claus beard who seems to know how to breath fire into each word, create a simplistic dance
In his mind at least, this all by fluke, no hardship whatsoever, absolute chance
An absurd degree of modesty right there, flair, heaps of the stuff, plain to see that seriously dipping his toe inside of the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s did all it could to prepare him for a rather ‘noughty’ walk with literary giants