and the Bletherwitch
167
Nobody smashed that pipe of pa’s,—
It happened in a dream.
Nobody lost Sophia’s doll,
Nobody fired Jim’s gun;
Nobody nearly choked poor Poll—
Nobody saw it done!
It happened in a dream.
Nobody lost Sophia’s doll,
Nobody fired Jim’s gun;
Nobody nearly choked poor Poll—
Nobody saw it done!
Nobody cracks the china cups,
Nobody steals the spoons;
Nobody in the kitchen sups,
Or talks of honeymoons!
Nobody courts the parlour-maid,
She told us so herself!
That Nobody, I’m much afraid,
Is quite a tricky elf.
Nobody steals the spoons;
Nobody in the kitchen sups,
Or talks of honeymoons!
Nobody courts the parlour-maid,
She told us so herself!
That Nobody, I’m much afraid,
Is quite a tricky elf.
For Nobody is any one,
That must be very clear;
Yet Nobody’s a constant dun,
Though no one saw him here.
As Nobody is ever seen
In Anybody’s shape,
Nobody must be epicene
And very like an ape!
That must be very clear;
Yet Nobody’s a constant dun,
Though no one saw him here.
As Nobody is ever seen
In Anybody’s shape,
Nobody must be epicene
And very like an ape!
