Part 2 From dawn to dusk in darkling air we glean and gulp and pluck and snare, then find a roost that’s snug and tight to brave the long and frozen night. 5 W e fluff and preen each downy feather, Sing fee-bee—and laugh at the weather! For if we’re quick and bold and clever, winter’s chill won’t last forever. The sun wheels high, the cardinal trills. 10 We sip the drips of icicles. The buds are thick, the snow is slack. Spring has broken winter’s back. Quick and bold and brave and clever, we preen and fluff each downy feather. 15 Sing fee-bee—laugh at the weather— for winter doesn’t last forever!
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