Nikolai Mooncat went to space
In a beautiful pea green ship,
He took some ‘nanas, one pair of pyjamas,
And plenty of breadsticks and dip.
Nikolai gazed out the porthole cabin
And said to a small space fish,
“Oh, dearest fishy! Oh fishy my dear!
I don’t have a clue where I am,
Not a clue where I am,
No really, I am very lost.
I don’t think ordnance survey maps exist for space.