Mr Nobody Poem by Anonymous

Mr Nobody

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I know a funny little man,
As quiet as a mouse,
Who does the mischief that is done
In everybody's house.
There's no one ever sees his face,
And yet we all agree
That every plate we break was cracked
By Mr., Nobody

‘Tis he who always tears our books,
who leaves our doors ajar;
he pulls the buttons from our shirts,
and scatters pins afar,
that squeaking door will always squeak,
because of this you see:
we leave the oiling to be done
by Mr Nobody.

He puts damp wood upon the fire,
So kettles cannot boil;
His are the feet that bring in mud
And all the carpets soil.
The papers always are mislaid,
Who had them last but he?
There's no one tosses them about
But Mr. Nobody

The finger marked upon the door
By none of us are made;
We never leave the blind unclosed,
To let the curtains fade.
The ink we never spill; the boots
That lying round you. See
Are not our boots they all belong
To Mr. Nobody.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aarya 11 July 2018

It helped me a lot

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mss. nobody 02 September 2018

i didn´t understand anything

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Aljoe noble from tws Dubai 04 November 2018

The poem is definitely kind of kachra poem

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Nana 29 July 2022

This isn't anonymous! It's by Shel Silverstein——a very well known children's poet!

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L G Harry 09 October 2019

I used to read this poem to my daughter more than forty years ago. I was happy to find it because it brought back sweet memories.

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Khalifah Asaf 31 January 2019

just remember it... and miss reading it. am glad to find such interesting poem

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Maryam 12 November 2018

It is really useful

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Maryam 12 November 2018

It is really useful

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