The nights when I can't sleep,
A flying cat visits me to weep.
For hours and hours, we talk
About the wounds that run deep.
We console each other with the bleep.
Bleepity-Bloopity-Boop.
Dancing with a hula-hoop.
Drowning in our worries,
Singing out loud with the fairies.
And then I open my eyes,
The flying cat recites.
Bleepity-Bloopity-Boop,
The cat spins the hula-hoop.
And no, I am not high,
I am just casually floating in the sky.
And when you will ask me why?
I'll just sheepishly smile,
Float away waving bye-bye.