Some Names Annoy

I maintain some names badly annoy, Whichever way one might them employ: In just minutes turn one into flame like hands and feet one's self esteem maim. I never prayed for Dragon as name. Charles had at me flung it as a game, And for days I was not the same; In the end venturous tongue to blame... Already violent who was tame; A vengeful impulse and what to claim: Clear make it that I had lost prized fame In image much worse than an old dame. Men there are one dare not call a name Or one might soon join The Lame: With limps and hops back to where one came... Such won't a good picture make nor frame.