He's in a wonderful children's poetry book -- The Golden Book of Poetry, edited by Jane Werner and illustrated by Gertrude Elliott. This was my absolute favorite book as a child! It was kept at my aunt's house -- I had various toys and books there since I stayed with her a lot when I needed to be babysat or just to visit.
I know a funny little man,
As quite 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.
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.
Hmmm, wonder why that particular poem jumped into my head? I just wonder.....
The book has all kinds of poems, short and long, familiar and not so much. Poems like "Little Orphant Annie" by James Whitcomb Riley (this one scared me with its chorus!)
"Er, the Gobble-uns 'll git you
and "The Walrus and the Carpenter" by Lewis Carroll,
and this one also by the infamous Anonymous:
I'm glad the sky is painted blue,
And the earth is painted green,
With such a lot of nice fresh air
All sandwiched in between.
It has beautiful illustrations like this from "The Road to Raffydiddle" by Margaret Plew Meigs
It told about the "fiddler with his fiddle" and all the people who came to dance. I never tired of matching up the people in the poem with the people in the picture! Do you see the fiddler?
I'm so glad I kept this book! Even though it's falling apart now, it will always be a part of my childhood and visits with my aunt..... and Mr. Nobody!
sharing Mr. Nobody over at Miss Jenny's for Alphabe-Thursday where we are studying the letter N