Classic Poem

When I a householder became
I had to give my house a name.

I thought I'd call it " Poplar Trees, "
Or " Widdershins " or " Velvet Bees, "
Or " Just Beneath a Star. "
I thought of " House Where Plumbings Freeze, "
Or " As You Like It, " " If You Please, "
Or " Nicotine " or " Bread and Cheese, "
" Full Moon " or " Doors Ajar. "

But still I sought some subtle charm,
Some rune to guard my roof from harm
And keep the devil far;
I thought of this, and I was saved!
I had my letter-heads engraved
The house where Brown Eyes Are.