Theresa Moore (Clerihews With Anagrams) Poem by Ben Gieske

Theresa Moore gives us pleasure
Her poems are full of treasure
She perfumes all of those
With the amore rose.

(the amore rose is an anagram of her name)

Theresa Moore picks out the ordinary
Highlighting the extraordinary.
Where we can find so much more
A veritable sea of mother ore.

(sea...mother ore is the anagram)

Theresa Moore never shuns
What butterflies know is fun
Watching them as they adhere
To her flowers in the east room here

(east room here is the anagram)

Theresa Moore is always giving
Her mood is one of singing
When you think she’ll give no more
You’ll hear her sing “O there’s Amore”

(O there’s Amore is the anagram)

For Theresa Moore
You can be sure
You won’t find her running loose
Chasing the rare moose

(the rare moose is the anagram)