The catch.

HEY OLLIE WHY DON'T YOU GO TO BE-

HOW ABOUT NO?

When an itch to scratch

It meets its match

But there's the catch!

It tries to snatch

To find a latch

But here's the catch!

Oh, they try to patch

Open the hatch

But there's the catch!

The itch to scratch

Forfeits the match

By default, by design

In short, it resigns

But lo', a sign!

"What fault of mine?
Do you so malign?"
And here's a sign!
Grasp the vine

Pray it'll be fine

There was a sign!

"What manner or design?"
And forced to resign

And here's the catch