The Winters are so short

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 --