![]() |
Inmate Central Inmate Central, where civil and family-friendly discourse about off-audio topics (other than religion and politics) is welcome. |
|
That's AmoreWhen the moon hits your eye,
Like a big pizza pie,
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 chews dried grass,
And then begs "More!", alas,
That's some more hay.
When Othello's poor wife,
Becomes stabbed with a knife,
That's a Moor, eh?
When your sheep go to graze,
In a damp, marshy place,
That's a moor, eh?
When your boat comes home fine,
And you tie 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 Mount Cook you see,
A lone aborigine,
That's a Maori.
Questionable, but still amusing:
When a Japanese knight,
Swings his sword in a fight,
That's Samurai.
When your big chocolate graham
Is so full and so crammed,
That S'more, eh?
This post is made possible by the generous support of people like you and our sponsors:
Topic - I will now sing for you all - LWR 06:21:48 03/10/07 (2)
- I found it quite tedious... - ElbowGeek 12:24:32 03/10/07 (0)
- Lovely! ... I adore, eh?...N/T - musetap 11:34:08 03/10/07 (0)