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Poem - Mr Nobody
What is the poem about?
The poem is about a common situation in every house.
When someone does mischievous things in the house, he/she will
not admit it. They will put the blame on other people.
This poem sarcastically but humourously reminds us to admit and
be responsible to our misbehaviour.
Stanza 1
I know a funny little man,

Meaning

As quiet as a mouse,
Who does the mischief that is

I know a strange man.

He hardly makes a noise.
He is blamed for all the trouble

done

that happens in everyones home.

In everybodys house!
There is no one ever sees his

No one has ever seen him

face,
And yet we all agree
That every plate we break was
cracked
By Mr Nobody

But he is blamed when plates get

broken. His name is Mr Nobody.
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Stanza 2
Tis he who always tears our
books,

No one admits being responsible

for the torn books.
Who leaves the door ajar,

No one admits to having left the

doors partly open.
He pulls the buttons from our
shirts,

No one is responsible for tearing

the buttons off the shirts;

And scatters pins afar;

No one admits to dispersing the

That squeaking door will always

pins
The door will always squeak

squeak,
For, prithee, dont you see,

because no one oils it.

Please, dont you know

We leave the oiling to be done

No one is going to oil that

By Mr Nobody.

squeaky door. Mr Nobody is going

to do it.

Stanza 3
He puts damp wood upon the fire,
That kettles cannot boil;

No one admits to putting damp

wood in the fire which cause the
water in the kettle will not boil.

His are the feet that bring in

mud,
And all the carpets are soil.

When the carpets are dirtied no

one admits to coming in with
muddy shoes.
The papers are always mislaid,
Who had them last but he?

The papers often go missing but

no one admits being the last
person to read them.
Theres no one tosses them about No one admits to throwing the
But Mr Nobody
Stanza 4
The finger marks upon the door

papers all over the place.

By none of us are made;

No one admits being the person

who left the dirty finger prints
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on the door.
We never leave the blinds
unclosed,
To let the curtains fade;

No one admits to leaving the

blinds unclosed and cause the
curtains to lose colour.
The ink we never spill;

No one admits having spilled the

ink.
the boots
That lying around you see
Are not our boots they all
belong
To Mr Nobody

No one admits having left their

boots lying around. The boots
belong to Mr Nobody.