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 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 Sa...mur...ai.