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Knock knock.
Who's there?
It's Jilly.
It's Jilly Who?
It's Jilly out here! Open the door already!

Pomeroy. It's maiden/surname that married into my mother's father's side of my family back in the 1800's, iirc. Occasionally, every few generations, or so, it has popped up as the middle name of the eldest girl descended from that line. My mother was one such daughter. And it was the name her family used with her while she was growing up. She loved that name, but decided to switch to her more pedestrian first name (Angela) after she got a job that required her to wear a name tag on her uniform, and people kept mispronouncing it (nickname: Pom, or Pommy [pronounced Pum]).

I dunno. Anything too aggressively cute. Depends on the context. I once knew two identical twin boys, and their parents had given them names that rhymed (or nearly rhymed-- so long ago, now). That should be a punishible offense.