Ode to Sleeplessness (Composed while counting sheep)

Insomnia
Insomnia
Nothing rhymes with insomnia

My body is tired
But my brain is wired
Don’t know how I acquired
This insomnia

I go straight to sleep
My slumber is deep
Then for gosh sake
I’m wide awake

I turn to the left and turn to the right
No body position will lessen my plight
I could hang like a bat
Upside down in a cave
I could get up and work
Like a nocturnal slave

From three until five, no relief is in sight
At six a.m., I’m out like a light
But it’s time to wake up
I’ve lost the fight.

Insomnia
Insomnia
Not a problem for some of ya

No, that doesn’t work either.