Learn a Rhyme

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I'm Not a Pheasant Plucker

I'm not a pheasant plucker,
But a pheasant plucker's son,
And I'll sit here plucking pheasants,
'Til the pheasant plucking's done.


This rhyme was first published in 1899 and should be recited with care and not in front of children.