*is thoughtful* I do like a good poem. Unfortunately the only rhyme for babies that I can think of at the moment is rabies, and that does not end well for anyone. In the Wentz Wing, Frank is Danny and Gerard is CJ. Gerard illustrates the press briefings with tiny vampires and majorettes; Frank thinks this is ADORABLE. And then there is inappropriate sexual tension.

William can be the priest. WUV TWUE WUV!
Hah! Yes! Or the Butcher in just his stupid pink shorts standing at the head of the Church, intoning "Mawwiage! Mawwiage is what bwings us togevva today!"