A funny ditty I wrote

Will my insomnia never let me sleep?
Is fitful slumber my only dream?
Will I never get to rest,
and put my pillow to the test?

The net and nicotine, friends strong.
Together keep me up all night long.
Its not like comfort or the lack thereof,
keeps me from sleeping my tiredness off.

My pillow beckons and my bed is nice,
but my friends on Orkut say No dice.
Talk to us afore you sleep,
who knows next when we shall meet.

A menage-a-trois my sleep requires,
with pillow and bed, it aspires.
But no sleep comes to my laden eyes,
a ciggarette an hour should suffice.

The voices keep me awake all night,
on every online forum they fight.
The sandman tried to make me sleep,
now even he is a gaming freak.

The lesser control I have over sleep,
the better my scores on CS seem to feel.
No comfort for my sleep filled eyes,
a tot of Oldmonk should suffice.

One more frag, a movie more,
a never ending desire to delve even more.
Into the shadowy realms of the net,
the deeper I go, the better it gets.

Now you may say I live a virtual lie
pause awhile and call me daft.
But why waste time on sleep,
when theres always Warcraft!