NAME GAME

Here is a poem and a stupid game to play 
All about names but turned round another way
Blame Mabel is the first that came to my mind 
I hope Mabel won't think I'm being unkind 

The second name I juggled and turned around 
Mason becomes Moans would be his sound 
I wonder to myself if Mia has got a good Aim
Turn her name around its still the same 

I will leave this name game in a sad state 
Concerns a lady who died who was ninety eight
She died in her armchair with a glass of sherry 
I am referring to Ruby that they came to Bury