Mr. Nobody
Author Unknown
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 the door ajar,
He pulls the buttons from our shirts,
And scatters pine afar;
That squeaking door will always squeak,
For, prithee, don't you see,
We leave the oiling to be done
By 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.
***If you have children...I am sure that you are very familiar with "Mr. Nobody" or even with "Not Me". I am sure that there are other "people" that visit your house as well!! ***
2 comments:
Hehe! :) Do you remember the "Family Circle" comics, where occasionally "Nobody" and "Not Me" would appear around their house, too. :)
Thanks for stopping by my blog!
Blessings,
Michele
Yes..come to think of it! There's some fella by the name of IdunnO that lives here.
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