Wakey Wakey!

It’s Mr Insomnia. I hope you’re nervous,

The bedtime bully, completely at your service,

It’s waking nightmares in which I specialize,

And I like to do my business pre-sunrise.

Shake a leg! It’s Insomnia here,

Specialist subjects: loathing and fear,

Visiting time’s between 1 and 4,

You’ve had hours of sleep, yet you still crave more,

Stay awake! I want to play,

To fry your mind and destroy your day.

And it’s Mr Somnia, initials I N,

Most people’s nemesis, very few friends,

Wakeful torment – it’s a nasty old game,

A full mental meltdown is the ultimate aim,

I’ll cram your head with a million screams,

I’m the shut-eye raptor, a thief of dreams.

I N Somnia, title Mr,

Bedtime dreadtime, sanity twister,

I’m a night-time nightmare uninvited guest,

I’ll be messing with your mind and destroying your rest,

Watching and waiting ‘til your slumber’s well deep,

Then seize my one chance and rip up that sleep.

Call me what you like, I really don’t care,

My pleasure’s dictated by your utter despair,

It’s a job well done if my victim cries,

Their complete desolation my beautiful prize,

And my mark is there in their dark ringed eyes,

I’m the after-hours hoodlum that all despise.

I won’t come tomorrow - but then again - I might,

I’m Mr Insomnia - Nighty Night!