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Pheasant plucker

I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's son

I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes.


My husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man

I try to understand him and I help him all I can,

But sometimes in an evening I feel a trifle dim

All alone, I'm plucking pheasants, when I'd rather pluck with him.


I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mate

I'm only plucking pheasants 'cos the pheasant plucker's late !


I'm not good at plucking pheasants, at pheasant plucking I get stuck

Though some pheasants find it pleasant I'd rather pluck a duck.

Oh plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease

But pheasant plucking's torture because they haven't any grease.


I'm not a pheasant plucker, he has gone out on the tiles

He only plucked one pheasant and I'm sitting here with piles !


You have to pluck them fresh, if it?s fresh they?re not unpleasant,

I knew a man in Dunstable who could pluck a frozen pheasant.

They say the village constable had pheasant plucking sessions

With the vicar on a Sunday ?tween the first and second lessons.


I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's mum

I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker's come.


My good friend Godfrey is most adept, he's really got the knack

He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.

I like to give a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,

It's really all our pheasant plucking keeps us pair together.


I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's friend

I'm only plucking pheasants as a means unto an end !


My husband's in the forest always banging with his gun

If he could hear me half the time I'm sure that he would run,

For there's fluff in all my crannies, there's feathers up my nose

And I'm itching in the kitchen from my head down to my toes.


I'm not a pheasant plucker, I'm a pheasant plucker's wife

And when we pluck together it's a pheasant plucking life !

I have photographed and posted elsewhere the fully grown male pheasant often seen around East side of Peckham Rye near Rye Hill. He appears to have a broken wing and is often seen strolling around the manor with a friendly crow. I alerted a wildlife charity but they have not replied, so may have to remind them. It's sad that he can't fly. But he's a big so and so, yet even so the foxes could have a good meal if they were strategic enough. Not seen any grouse feathers around so it would yet appear he is still around.

I phones the RSPB and they said there are often reports of pheasant sightings in London.

They agreed it's not a good environment but moving them wouldn't necessarily be any better - there are also two so they would both have to be caught.


They may have come from allotments and got out.


They do fly, but not far.


They said hope for the best.


I hope they find each other and go to somewhere safe, away from buses.

I saw the (Male) Pheasant on the Rye yesterday. Quite taken by the image!

It reminded me that in 1967 (or there a-bouts) Jimmy Hendrix released a pair of green parakeets in Carnaby st. I like to think, all the parakeets in London could have come from this couple.

Maybe the latest local Guitar hero has made a similar manoeuvre.

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