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He puts damp wood upon the fire
That 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.
Have you done
some mischief and Let’s connect
put the blame on
someone? How did it go?
The finger marks upon the door Tell the class about it.
value taking responsibility
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.
damp: a bit wet
mislaid: to lose something
tosses: throws something
carelessly
blind: a cover for a window
fade: to lose colour,
brightness
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