What's Amore?

Every time I eat at Olive Garden, I hear Dean Martin sing "That's Amore!"  My brother Larry sent me the following more than a dozen years ago.  For attribution, it says simply "Sent from the Internet."

I found it online (expanded from my original list) at The Contest Center.

Italian Love Song 
(To the tune of the 1953 hit That's Amore by Harry Warren and Jack Brooks) 
       When the moon hits your eye 
       like a big pizza pie 
       that's amore. 

       When an eel bites your hand 
       with a pain you can't stand 
       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 a beam from the sun 
       lights the heath where we run 
       that's a moor ray. 

       When a sand-coated board 
       buffs your nails, yes milord, 
       that's emory. 

       And our friend Mitch Albom 
       every Tuesday would come 
       to hear Morrie. 

       A New Zealander lad 
       sports tatoos by his dad. 
       That's a Maori. 

       When a glacier's retreat 
       piles up stones at its feet 
       that's a moraine. 

       When two patterns of lines 
       cross to form new designs, 
       that's a moiré. 

       The briefest of pauses 
       in poetic clauses, 
       they are morae. 

       What the palest young man 
       needs to get a good tan, 
       that's some more rays. 

       When Othello's poor wife, 
       she gets stabbed with a knife 
       that's a Moor, eh? 

       A great whale in the sea 
       chases Raymond and me. 
       That's Shamu, Ray. 

       When a Japanese knight 
       used a sword in a fight 
       that's Samurai.