11. William Moore

11.1. Who is William Moore

William Moore is an artist from Kent, UK, poet, actorr etc. He has gained significant popularity on social media platforms, including YouTube, with his content that often features sinister comedic sketches. These videos frequently extend well-known nursery rhymes into horror tales and poems. Moore is also a published author of best-selling sinister collections of rhymes, such as The Grimoire of Forgotten Fairytales.

11.2. Why did the chicken cross the road?

There once was a chicken, who lived by the lane,
Content with her corn and her shelter from rain.
But whispers would rise when the moonligt was low,
From the road's other side, where the lamp lanterns glowed.

She'd watch the road shimmer, a ribbon of black,
The hum of the traffic, the smell of the tarmac.
And deep in her breast a strange knowing took hold,
That the air on the farside was older than old.

The others all warned her: "Don't wander, don't go",
"The carriages thunder, their eyes all aglow!"
But she dreamed of the truth that the dark verge conceiled,
And of things that are found when the world is unsealed.

So, one misted morning, she stepped from the pen.
Her claws in the gravel, she counted to ten.
The dawn split in silver, the verge crawling in moss,
The calling grew louder and she started to cross,

They say that she crossed when the engines were near,
Unblinking, unfinching, without any fear.
The road swallowed sound, the horizon turned wide,
And none saw what waited on the opposite side.

No one could say if she made it across,
Or if knowledge and death are the same kind of loss.
So, mind where you wander, and mind what you learn,
Some questions, once answered, will never return.

11.3. Humpty Dumpty

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.
All the king's horses and all the king's men,
Couldn't put Humpty together again.

Humpty Dumpty now astray,
Lost in realms of disarray
Where time's undone and shadows play
And sanity frays in the light of day

The king's horses and the king's men
Ventured beyond their mortal ken
To bring Humpty back from the Void's den.
They ventured into the Eldritch glen.

In the maw of chaos, they found their dread,
Where galaxies swirl and stars bled.
They glimpsed what lay in the abyss's bed
And wished for sweet oblivion instead.

Humpty Dumpty, once so small,
Became the nexus of it all.
In the cosmic echo of his fall
we hear the universe's thrall.

All the king's horses and all the king's men
Never returned home again.
Humpty echoes in their screams
In a world beyond where reality dreams.