I'm making up this poem
all about my name
the name thats very different
not nearly quite the same
at first glance its boring
ordinary color paint
but if you look it up
my name is but a saint
saint Bernadette's her name
and now it is mine too
and those that don't like my name
i feel bad for you
i didn't like it either
until i heard the tale
twas named after my grandpa
whos heart was old, and failed
yeah thats right he's dead now
hes been for quite some time
died before i was born
but in my heart he shines
I'm honored to have my name
in the story you can see
that i came with this name
and this name came with me