Chug-a-lugging Carrot Juice on a Tuesday Night

Chug-a-lugging carrot juice
On a late Tuesday night
Wanting to go to sleep
But struggling to stay awake
And for Heaven's sake
I know not why?
So I sit and write
Wishing for inspiration
Which seems fleeting
As my bed calls to me
And as my bladder speaks
Telling me it is time to pee
As one can only imagine
What happens to the bladder
When chug-a-lugging carrot juice