I’m settled at the Perch,
A spot of notoriety .
I’m not sure why.
There’s been no impropriety.

Be that as it may .
Was it something that I wrote ?
Was my pen a bit flagrant,
Verbiage to never quote?

Don’t tell .
They’ll banish me, you know.
Were that to happen,
Where would I ever go ?

There’s not many readers
Who tolerate my jibberish .
But just a few of them
Would be my humble wish.

But here in Scatterdom,
Anything goes !
What will be my next subject ?
Heaven only knows .

You see, the job in Scatterdom
Is simply to entertain.
If the words don’t even rhyme
There’s only me to blame.