You’re now a member of the pack.
But we don’t know what to call you.
Study your looks and what you do,
Nothing fits and it all sounds whack:
King, Tanner, Brownie, even Jack.
Cuteness on point; you never miss;
How about Barry, Tom, or Chris?
Bulky, toned muscles on your frame,
A heavy-hitter in a game,
Like UFC’s champ, you’re Francis.
Prompted from Ronovan Writes Decima Poetry Challenge Prompt at: https://ronovanwrites.com/2021/10/27/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-81-jack-in-the-a-rhyme-line/.