Mr Nobody

Mr Nobody Mr. Nobody is the one who did it, Guilty as charged of accused crime. Incredulous innocence looks on his face, Mr. Nobody was culprit time after time. It wasn’t me cried Mr Nobody, Why am I always to blame? Mother had eyes in the back of her head, She knows perpetrators name. Our house had several Mr Nobody’s, No need of reproach or scold. Who was the offender this time? Two paces forward brave and bold. Occasionally I was Mr Nobody, Though cried my innocence in disbelief. As the eldest often copped a clip, Even when the youngest was thief. Mr Nobody again screamed Mother, All up the stairs now, early to bed. Ignited by short tempered fuse, It wasn’t me; it was my brother instead.