Catnip from Food Unit by Flavor Profile

Astronauts in boots and sweaters
Talking ‘bout our perfect weather
Our galaxy, the Milky Way
Rest in my sock till the next day
My yarn strings satellites together
Attention span drifts like a feather
Screaming like a NASA rocket
I’ll take a nap inside your pocket

Purring engine revs to life
Bidding farewell to my wife
Peeking out your tennis shoe
Rocket launch in three... two…

Eyes are wide I think I’ve died
I’ve never shied from catnip
Time and space have been misplaced
So I replace my cat trip

The tiny people on the fridge
Fall to the ground like foliage
The room is moving or is that me
I taste my colors audibly
The bugs in air aren’t actually there
But still I paw at them and stare
This tissue box a time machine
It’s two o’clock now time to clean

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