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Mr. Nobody

Mr. Nobody

We have a Mr. Nobody in our house, he dwells within our four brick walls & I know if he’s been out to play when one of my ornaments falls

Now I realise he is invisible coz when my treasured trinket breaks I always yell “Who broke this” but nobody owns up for heaven sakes

So I imagine it’s Mr. Nobody, who’s hiding in between my cavity wall, I guess he must be quite skinny as there won’t be much room at all

Tho this nuisance of a Mr. Nobody has lived with us as long as I’ve had my three kids
We first knew of his presence when he smashed my condiment china lids

Then there was my television which got knocked over on it’s face, I wish I could have found that Mr. Nobody tho I searched all over the place

Of course I blamed the kids to start with, each one was hiding under our bed, but they soon put me in the picture “ It was Mr. nobody” they said

So you see we have a lodger, mind you he boards with us for free,  he has a smashing time in our home the unseen Mr. Nobody

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RRG (Rebecca)

This brought a welcome smile to my face. Wonderful write Jill. Well done. 

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Jill Tait

Haha Thank you Rebecca :) glad I amused you xx

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