Coal tit

Though his name might suggest it, I trust
That the coal tit's not covered in dust.
Like his cousin the blue tit,
This much-paler-hue tit,
Though tiny, is still upper crust.

poem © Celia Warren 2011

This limerick first appeared on the internet last year as a valentine to the bird via a contribution to the Omnificent English Dictionary In Limerick Form.