Puts me to mind of an old Stanley Holloway recitation
The Christening (from RG memory--hope I get it all right)

In faith,'twas as fine an affair as you'd want
Such a crowd at the gate, such a fuss at the font
And even the quality wan't ashamed
To come to the church when the baby was named.

There was Mrs. O' Rourke and the widow McBride
And both the McCarthy's and hundreds beside
All watching and listening---Oh what a christening
You'll not see another like that for a time.

Then Father McBride, took the baby, says he,
"Sure, Mrs. O'Connor, It's proud I will be
To be naming the baby of yours and I'll state
A powerful, grand-looking man he will make.

"Is it Seamus you'll call him? Or Patrick? Or Mick?
Sure Mrs. O'Connor, come answer me quick
Perhaps it's himself will grow up to be great
You must give him a name that will match his estate"

Says Mrs. O'Connor, "Beg pardon, your honour
But we had been thinking of naming her her Kate.