On Naming A Cat

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With deference to Eliot
And that Mister Mistoffelees
Can you choose to name your cat
A sobriquet like Socrates?
Or maybe since there is a cat
Already in the house who’s named
Vincent, you figure surely that
Picasso for the newly tamed.
His eyes are blue like oceans bay
So you could call him Frankie, too.
He croons and purrs both night and day
And seems to get a kick outta you.
But if T.S were truly right
And two monikers are required
The pressure weighs and causes fright
In hopeless turmoil I am mired.
A name is fixed and permanent
Forever by it he will go.
I’ll hope for help from heaven sent
Barring that I’ll just call him Mo.