I'm not the pheasant plucker

It was sunny earlier and I was busy. The rain came and I did not want to get wet (yes I am a wimp). So I went in search of out an inside blip.

This is a very small feather from female pheasant, on a mirror and B&W. I focussed on the feather so the reflection is slightly blurry.

We found it because:
I'm not the pheasant plucker, I'm the pheasant plucker's mate,
And I'm only plucking pheasants 'cause the pheasant plucker's late.
I'm not the pheasant plucker, I'm the pheasant plucker's son,
And I'm only plucking pheasants till the pheasant pluckers come.

Try saying that out loud quickly and not end up laughing.