When the moon hits your eye
Like a big pizza pie
That's amore.

When you see a big eel
And his teeth are like steel
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
She gets stabbed with a knife
That's a moor, eh?

When a Japanese knight
Used a sword in a fight
That's Samurai.

When your ship tries to dock
'Gainst a huge rubber block
That's a moor, hey!

When you have a campfire
With a sugar desire
That's s'more, eh.

When two patterns combine
In a way serpentine
That's a moire.