With This Embrace We Go To Space!

The cat has found another obsession in a long line. You humans sure do provide plenty of material for the feline. What is this one you ask? Why it is a beam me up task.

Things in space.
It's quite the race.
Who needs a moon?
Sing that tune.

Off to space.
We're an ace.
Off you go.
Quite a show.

A car in space.
Wow, what an embrace.
A tractor too.
Damn, that's new.

A duck in space.
Quite the case.
Throw in a towel.
That makes all howl.

A pointy rock.
That spells space shock.
A hillbilly banjo.
Way to go.

A half eaten pop tart,
As a work of art.
Some counterfeit money.
Aliens will find it funny.

A run down tank.
Take that to the bank.
A lucky rabbit's foot.
Won't be covered in soot.

Some mouth wash.
That idea we won't squash.
Viagra may as well go.
Just in case, you know.

A bag of cat shit.
There we have it.
A light bulb or two,
Along with a port-a-loo.

Some dog hair.
They have plenty to spare.
Maybe even some tax man bills.
Now those would bring thrills.

What would you send into space? Anything you'd embrace? I hope that is not the case. You humans are a strange race. Whoopdi friggin doo is all that can be said at my zoo. Wait! Let's send to space some grass. That would sure, not a chance, impress my little rhyming ass.

Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.