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09-10-2002, 05:12 PM
<title>that's amore Kimberly Snow snow ksnow@psitech.net</title>
When the moon hits your eye<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Like a big pizza pie<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's amore.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When an eel bites your hand<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And that's not what you planned<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moray.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When our habits are strange<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And our customs deranged<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's our mores.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your horse munches straw<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And the bales total four<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's some more hay.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When a Japanese knight<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Waves his sword in a fight<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's Samurai.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your sheep go to graze<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > In a damp marshy place,<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moor, eh?<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your boat comes home fine<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And you tied up her line<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moor, eh?<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When you ace your last tests<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Like you did all the rest<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's some more "A"s!<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When on Mt. Cook you see<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > An aborigine,<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a Maori.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > A comedian-ham<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > With the name Amsterdam<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a Morey.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your chocolate graham<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Is so full and so crammed<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a s'more.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When you've had quite enough<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Of this dumb rhyming stuff<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's "No more!", eh?<br>
When the moon hits your eye<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Like a big pizza pie<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's amore.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When an eel bites your hand<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And that's not what you planned<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moray.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When our habits are strange<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And our customs deranged<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's our mores.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your horse munches straw<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And the bales total four<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's some more hay.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When a Japanese knight<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Waves his sword in a fight<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's Samurai.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your sheep go to graze<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > In a damp marshy place,<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moor, eh?<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your boat comes home fine<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > And you tied up her line<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a moor, eh?<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When you ace your last tests<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Like you did all the rest<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's some more "A"s!<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When on Mt. Cook you see<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > An aborigine,<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a Maori.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > A comedian-ham<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > With the name Amsterdam<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a Morey.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When your chocolate graham<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Is so full and so crammed<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's a s'more.<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > When you've had quite enough<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > Of this dumb rhyming stuff<br>
> > > > ><br>
> > > > > That's "No more!", eh?<br>