That's Amore

When 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 your horse munches straw, And the bales total four,
That's some more hay.
When your sheep go to graze, In a damp marshy place,
That's a moor, eh?
La la la la la la la! ♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫♪ ♫

(With suitable apologies to Harry Warren & Jack Brooks who wrote it oh and Dean Martin, who never sung it the same twice!!)