Do You Have A Mr Nobody In Your Home Too?

I heard my son read out this poem below over the weekend, and I found it quite interesting, you know. All the more interesting is the fact that this certain ‘Mr Nobody’ poem was written by An Anonymous Writer – well by Mr Nobody himself! Wow!I don’t know if you have that certain Mr Nobody in your home too? The one who always seems to be guilty of all the ‘crimes’ around the house?

Well, Mr Nobody lives right in my home… Enjoy the Poem!

it wasnt me

Mr Nobody
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 out books,
    Who leaves the door ajar,
He pulls the buttons from our shirts,
    And scatters pins afar;
That squeaking door will always squeak,
    For prithee, don’t you see,
We leave the oiling to be done
    By Mr. Nobody.
mom it wasnt meHe puts damp wood upon the fire
   That 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 marks upon the door
    By none of us are made;
We never leave the blinds 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.

Source: The Golden Book of Poetry (1947)

Love,

Oluseye Ashiru

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