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The Moonlight Key and the Sky-Bottomed Square

The Moonlight Key and the Sky-Bottomed Square

Ballykillduff is a village where nothing ever happens twice. Liam is a man of spreadsheets and stone walls, a man who believes that a key’s only job is to open a door. But when he fumbles his keyring into the black, glassy surface of the Un-Lake, the laws of Carlow begin to fray at the seams.

He doesn’t just get his keys back. He pulls something out from the reflection—a Moonlight Key that hums with the sound of “What If.”

Now, the “Out-There” is leaking in. The local pub is made of liquid Guinness, the sky has swapped places with the ground, and a choir of sepia-toned ancestors is singing the town into a memory. As the “Architect of the In-Between,” Liam must navigate a landscape built of his own stray thoughts to lock the leak before the village he knows is un-thunk forever.

In the Un-Lake, the reflection is better than the reality. But as Liam is about to learn, a perfect world is a very lonely place to live.

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The tea is poured from empty air,

With whiskers twitching in despair!

The clock has struck a purple grin,

Let the nonsense now begin!

 

A rabbit in a ruff of lace,

With panic written on his face,

Drinks from a cup of floral bone,

While sitting on a velvet throne.

 

The Hatter grins a jagged tooth,

He’s quite forgotten every truth!

He offers cakes of dust and light,

To keep the morning out of sight.

 

Poor Alice sits in quiet dread,

While floating teapots soar o’erhead.

The sky is full of spinning gears,

And echoes of a thousand years!

 

The Cat is but a giant smile,

That stretches for a country mile.

He’s here and there and gone again,

The king of every madman’s pen!

 

So gulp the steam and eat the spoon,

Beneath the grinning, cosmic moon!

For once you’ve joined this tea-time host,

You’re nothing but a buttered ghost!

 

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The White Rabbit in Wonderland

The White Rabbit in Wonderland

A tick, a tock, a pocket watch,

A sky of ink and butterscotch!

The rabbit runs on legs of light,

To catch the tail of noon-at-night!

 

The petals scream a silent tune,

Beneath a pink and pulsing moon.

Don’t drink the tea, it’s full of stars,

And tiny, golden handle-bars!

 

My shadow’s gone to fetch the mail,

In a thimble-boat with a paper sail.

The mushrooms groan and start to sneeze,

While logic buckles at the knees!

 

So tip your cap to the empty chair,

And weave some chaos through your hair!

For when the rabbit rings the bell,

There’s simply nothing left to tell!

 

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The March Hare in Wonderland

The March Hare in Wonderland

A swirl of logic, backwards-bound,

Where feet are lost and skies are found!

The tea is cold, the clock is dead,

With buttered toast inside my head!

 

The blossoms roar a petal-song,

Where right is right and wrong is long.

I’ve painted all the lilies green,

And danced with ghosts I’ve never seen!

 

The stars are buttons on a vest,

The moon is put to final rest.

A sneeze of glitter, a cough of gold,

A story that can’t quite be told!

 

So pour the wine that isn’t there,

And comb the static from your hair!

For in this wild and dizzy place,

There’s not a lick of time or space!

 

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The Mad Hatter in Wonderland

The Mad Hatter in Wonderland

Oh, bother and bluster, and cogs in the head!

My teacup is empty, my sanity fled!

A tick-tock of madness, a dizzying spin,

Where is the joy, where does chaos begin?

 

My eyes are like saucers, my smile’s quite askew,

A day without logic, eternally new!

The steam from my brew whispers secrets untold,

Of moments quite frantic, of stories too bold!

 

My hat, it’s a shambles, much like my own mind,

With patches of nonsense, for all humankind!

The gears in the ether, they clatter and chime,

Is it teatime forever, or just for a time?

 

A jumble of trinkets, and teabags that fly,

A world in a muddle, beneath a mad sky!

Though tired and tattered, my spirit still gleams,

For the maddest of thoughts fuel the wildest of dreams!

 

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Alice in Wonderland

Alice in Wonderland

In realms of whimsy, softly spun,

A maiden drifts beneath a sun

Of petals grand, a blush-pink bloom,

Dispelling shadows, chasing gloom.

 

Her gown of blue, a gentle wave,

As golden tresses brightly rave

With blooms and beads, a floral crown,

She floats where dreams are upside-down.

 

Around her dance, in vibrant hue,

White-capped toadstools, fresh with dew.

Bright butterflies with wings so grand,

Flit through this most enchanted land.

 

And tiny birds, with wings so clear,

Whisper secrets to her ear.

A cosmic swirl, a starry night,

Embraces her in wondrous light.

 

A world of magic, soft and deep,

Where every fancy she can keep.

With serene gaze, she looks above,

Lost in a dream of endless love.

 

 

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