In Between

Hi Readers: I came across this Nonsense Poetry (?) in searching my voluminous files for my next subject.
Every Now and Then

Every now and then, a story unfolds,
a story never to be told,
To good to keep, it finds its way,
to ears of utter dismay.
Its secrecy is sworn, but not well-worn,
and the story passes along its way.
As it came to me, I could easily see,
this story must not further be.

The Flapping Machine

The dreams of men are often extreme,
some pleasurable, some mean,
Yet, always leading to progress.
Such was the case of E. Van Cleeve,
who invented the flapping machine.
Extreme it was, highly useful, one and the same,
that flapping machine became the helicopter.