Oops! My bag turns upside down
And out come two jalebis.
Samosas that I packed so well,
I think they’ve all gone crazy!
They bump around and float across,
The crumbs and icky juice.
I’ll stick to labelled packets,
Of these special space foods.

My hair is all so sticky,
The clothes are such a mess.
My cat, she tries to lick me clean;
A bath will work the best.
But here’s a little secret,
There are no taps in space.

I wet this towel just a bit
And wipe it on my face.
Then squeeze some shampoo in my hair
And rub it through and through.
A final proper wiping,
My hair looks clean and new.

I get into my space suit
For a very special day.
Come and join me in the fun,
It’s space walk all the way!
Step by step I go outside,
A slow and dangerous crawl.
It’s dark and cold and quiet,
I’m connected to the walls.
The stars are shining clear and bright
They look so big and near.
The moon just smiles and seems to say
‘Happy Birthday, Gul dear.’