The Christening

What shall I call
    My dear little dormouse?
His eyes are small,
    But his tail is e-nor-mouse.

I sometimes call him Terrible John,
'Cos his tail goes on--
And on--
And on.
And I sometimes call him Terrible Jack,
'Cos his tail goe on to the end of his back.
And I sometimes call him Terrible James,
'Cos he says he like me calling him names. . . .
    But I think I shall call him Jim,
    'Cos I am so fond of him.