Does anybody get the Ziegler Magazine?  Years ago I memorized some of those 
cute poems that one of the past editors put in there.  I've never learned 
who the author/s were.  Here is one for insomniacs like you (smile):

Sailors sleep in hammocks,
Fakires on beds of nails;
Trolls sleep under bridges,
And suicides on rails;
Dunces sleep in lecture halls,
astronauts in rockets;
Bats sleep hanging upside down,
And kangaroos in pockets;
Cats catnap on carpets,
eskimos drowse in sleds;
Dullish folks lie down at night,
prosaicly, in beds;
Centries sleep on duty,
Princesses on peas;
microbes sleep 'neath microscopes,
And monkeys snooze in trees.
These lines are meant to comfort,
All those who cannot sleep;
Insomniacs may add a verse,
Instead of counting sheep.

Sharon