The Winters are so short lyrics

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The Winters are so short
I'm hardly justified
In sending all the Birds away
And moving into Pod

Myself—for scarcely settled
The Phoebes have begun
And then—it's time to strike my Tent
And open House—again

It's mostly, interruptions
My Summer—is despoiled
Because there was a Winter—once
And al the Cattle—starved

And so there was a Deluge
And swept the World away
But Ararat's a Legend—now
And no one credits Noah