Whyareyounotsleeping - a poem

If M was asked to write a song about this night, this is what the lyrics would probably be:

One, two, three, four - throw your dummy on the floor,
Five, six, seven, eight - mama, pick it up again!
Nine, eight, seven, six - can I have some nice warm milk?
Five, four, three, two - I was just messing with you.

But this bottle I will keep,
Cause there's no way I'll go to sleep!
Maybe I will cry a bit?
Or throw a proper screaming fit?
We'll find out what the night will bring...
You're my bitch and I'm the king.

Two, three, four, five - just checking if you're still alive.