It is the directorβs cut
Because it's a four pronged attack!
She bravely took a whisk.
Go for the juggler.
They'ed become fillet minions, of course...
At least the both have something "in" common.
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 munches straw, And the bales total four, That's some more hay.
When Othello's poor wife Becomes stabbed with a knife, That's a Moor, eh?
When a Japanese knight Uses his sword in a fight, That's Samurai.
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!
In New Zealand you see An aborigine, That's a Maori.
Alley Oop's homeland has A space gun with pizzazz, That's a Moo Ray.
A comedian ham, With the name Amsterdam, That's a Morey.
When your chocolate graham, Is so full and so crammed, That s'more, eh.
When you've had quite enough, Of this dumb rhyming stuff, That's "No more!", eh?
I was reading a collection of poems when I stumbled on the gem "I brought a knife to this gun fight but last night I mugged a mountain so bring that shit on I've had practice" and I thought about how it must take some serious stones to do something like that.
No wonder my coworkers hate me.
