MR. NOBODY!

For all the people who remember 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 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.

Bebaibee