A Break from it All

Today, I am going to take a break from it all.
And that is a fact.

I am not implying that I'm going to take a break from writing.
But just my normal post for the weekend.

As you can see, I am writing in couplet.
I don't know if this is a proper couplet.

But I think it is because each stanza has two lines.
A stanza is a thing that separates lines from each other.

Am I really telling the truth?
Is that really what a stanza is? I don't know.

Today is a huge day for two football teams.
I'm going to watch tennis while chowing down on lo mein noodles.

Oh wait. That was yesterday.
I want a pina colada as well. That just sounds so good.

I want to go back to Texamilio, Galavanti Island, and Wakahakai.
They make mean pina coladas.

I have absolutely no idea why I'm being so random.
I guess you need random in a poem.

I want to go to an island,
And learn how to use a hula hoop.

For I have no idea how to use a hula hoop.
That's why I must go to an island.

I must learn new things, such as basket weaving.
And learning how to hula hoop.

I prefer writing in couplets.
More freedom as opposed to certain syllables.

Oh no. You do not.
I realize it's a haiku.
Here's a pineapple.