A Big Pizza Pie?
To spare everyone a big spam sammich, I’m passing this message from Leslie Wolf along in the blog… Leslie got it from her sister who got it from who knows? Someone way too sick and twisted to sign his or her name….
Amore !!
When the moon hits your eye
That’s amore.
When an eel bites your hand
And that’s not what you planned
That’s a moray.
When our habits are strange
And our customs deranged
That’s our mores.
When your horse munches straw
And the bales total four
That’s some more hay.
When Othello’s poor wife
Gets strangled in strife
That’s a Moor, eh ?
When a Japanese knight
Waves his sword in a fight
That’s Samurai.
When your sheep go to graze
In a damp marshy place,
That’s a moor, eh ?
When your boat comes home fine
And you tied up her line
That’s a moor, eh ?
When you ace your last tests
Like you did all the rest
That’s some more A’s!
When on Mt. Cook you see
An aborigine,
That’s a Maori.
A comedian-ham
With the name Amsterdam
That’s a Morey.
When your chocolate graham
Is so full and so crammed
That smore.
When you’ve had quite enough
Of this dumb rhyming stuff
That’s NO more, eh ?