I'm going to try and make it a night
Without a single rhyme
Put down the pen that my poems come in
Slap on the end before I even begin

I won't go back and forth
With any form of rhyme or verse
I'll just sit back and let this night of all nights
Run out its own course

I'll spend quality time with the family
Without that goofy gaze
The one where they say, Oh Great!
Another night of poetic haze

I’ll feel loose as a goose, fancy free
That words won't have hold of  me
As I make my way through
A night of blissful peace

So here goes!

A night that has no poem!

Oh, wait a minute...this is a poem isn't it.

Well shoot…

....never-mind.