Once there was a talking fan —
Electrical his chatter.
I couldn’t quite hear what he said
And I hope it doesn’t matter
Because one day somebody oiled
His little whirling motor
And all the mystery was spoiled —
He ran as still as water.
The poet is telling us about an electric fan that made a lot of noise. The poet says that he couldn’t understand why there was so much noise or what the fan was trying to say. One day an electrician came and put oil in the noisy motor of the fan. After that, the movement of the fan became smooth and silent. The mystery of why the fan was talking got solved.