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Day: ______________________ Date: ____________________ 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 done In everybodys house! There is no one ever sees his face, And yet we all agree That every plate we break was cracked By Mr Nobody

I know a strange man. He hardly makes a noise. He is blamed for all the trouble that happens in everyones home. No one has ever seen him

But he is blamed when plates get broken. His name is Mr Nobody.

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;

That squeaking door will always squeak, For, prithee, dont you see,

No one admits to dispersing the pins The door will always squeak because no one oils it. Please, dont you know
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We leave the oiling to be done By Mr Nobody.

No one is going to oil that 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 papers all over the place.
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Stanza 4 The finger marks upon the door By none of us are made;

No one admits being the person who left the dirty finger prints 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.
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