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Purrrrr purrrrrr purrrrrr
"Careful you cats. Or you just might make your old milkman Milt fall right over!"
These darn cats will be the death of me, tangling round my feet like this.
"Shooo! Now git!"
It's bad luck for a milkman to kick a cat.
Bottles clink, and I replace the empties for the fulls.
Where exactly do all these cats come from, I wonder? Barn cats, by the looks of them. But mighty friendly.
"You cats get back to your barn."
I turn around and head back up the front walk, and what's this? The WonderFly9000 has come loose and is drifting away. Did I forget the parking brake?
I start running, but already she's drifting out over the fence, over the pasture.
The cows meet the break of day in the pasture.
A mist hangs in the trees.
And the milk-blimp WonderFly9000 begins its daily rounds, delivering bottles of cold milk, butter, and ice cream novelties to the people of the valley.
And with that, night and a sleep for a thousand years falls like a soft dark curtain, twinkling with stars.
SHE HAS THE LUNAR CRESCENT AT HER FEET
The milk! The milk!
It doth sustain us
And fills our leathery husks with life,
Blowing us up like the very udders
Of the maiden of this Milk Ship so fair.
A HORNED DIADEM ON HER HEAD
Thou @HRH Chons have fulfilled your promise
And brought us back to the land of the living
(in full, and now with full bellies!).
WITH A GLOBE IN THE MIDDLE PLACE
We will praise your majesty every day,
From dusk until the Earth grows light,
Hunting the mice from the store rooms,
And the rats at all horizons,
Paving your path to glory
With the blood of your enemies on our paws.
AND A LARGE SOLAR CROSS ON HER BREAST
My sister @Mafdet and I
Will play the menat and the sistrum
In honor of our milk maiden mother
Until we pass once again
Into the West.
We must nap.
Are you sustained, my faithful ones?
Has the Milk of the Mother reinstated you
and encouraged the supple development of your shiny coats?
Has the Holy Biotin made strong your claws?
Have your eyes finally grown back?
Then cast your ancient linens good bye,
unroll the ribbons of your former lives,
and be cats alive once more!
Hail to thee, O Milky Way!
Who manifests thyself over our airship, the Mighty Wonderfly9000, and comes to give life to the stars!
Mysterious is thy issuing forth your nutritious cream from the darkness, on this day whereon it is celebrated!
Watering the orchards created by Re with your unpasteurized moo juice, to cause all the mummified cats to live, you give our desiccated bodies to drink, inexhaustible one!
Your creamy path that descends from the sky, loving the bread of Seb and the first-fruits of Nepera, You cause the workshops of Ptah, the ship builder to prosper!
And you cause these cats to purr.
We approach her wondrous bridges sprayed across the heavens.
Oh, milk which is in your rudder,
Mighty Milk Ship of the Night,
sweetness which is in the breasts of the mother of Men,
It enters the body of
@HRH Chons, Great God, Lord of Blimps.
@HRH Chons, Great God, lord of Blimps,
eat from the udders of the
Mighty Milk Ship of the Night,
Shining stars, milk for the body of
@HRH Chons, Great God, Lord of Blimps
the sweet milk of
The Mighty Milk Ship of the Night
for his rejuvenation
And may we lap at what rains down.
It is my mother the Great Wild Cow,
long of plumes,
bright of head-cloth,
pendulous of breasts,
who has lifted me up to the sky in this mighty airship,
not having left me on Earth,
among the gods who have power.
Let us pull up to her,
peaceful in her milky way,
that thou, my loyal crew,
shall drink your fill before moving on.
Homage to thee, O @HRH Chons,
lord of eternity,
thou who hast many names, but commands but one airship, the @WonderFly9000,
whose forms of flying into sky and through space are holy,
whose attributes are hidden in the great hangars,
In the Hall of Records,
In the city of Memphis,
and of Sun Ra.
Lo what is this upon the horizon?
Is it your Sister Ship, The Double, who is most venerated?
Is it merely a commercial transport? A tug?
Nay! Nay! -- We cats sing like horses --
It is the Milk Ship that we see!
Her pearly white reflects your own light in this eternal darkness.
Oh let us fly, dear master,
lord of our yarn balls and our toys,
Let us lap upon its delicious cargo!
Such cats as we,
dried, and wrapped in linen,
seek sustenance from this mighty Cow
drifting through the night!
May we not draw close to her, oh lord,
With long fins and shining body
her skin of genuine lapis lazuli;
her gondolas more brilliant than gold;
her propellors like lotus flowers,
ample stern, tight amidships,
her internal keel extends her beauty,
shapely in stride
when she flies between worlds.
She has stolen my heart with her embrace,
She has made the neck of every sailor cat
turn round at the sight of her.
She is the WonderFly9000, the Goddess of the Sky.