Well, I want more! Don’t we all, in fact, the more we get, the more we want.
That form of more is almost always attainable.
Or in other circumstances, I could like chicken legs more than chicken wings.
Or should we say, not to be confused with moor.
Like moor the boat, tug, ship, raft, canoe, or anything that floats.
Like taking a long walk across the moor, a piece of uncultivated land that is well grassed, or sometimes, in spooky stories, even swampy.
Just avoid the moor where the hound of the Baskervilles is lurking.
And here’s something obscure, More is the language of the Mossi from Burkino Faso
Or a Moor is a member of north-western African Muslim of mixed Arab and Berber descent