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Tweet of the Day gives an ornithological twist to the classic Christmas song in 'The Twelve Tweets of Christmas'. "On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love sent to me: Twelve Great Spotted Woodpeckers, Territorial drumming wood-wreckers... Eleven Oystercatchers, Lanky cockle snatchers, Possibly the most, Famous pipers on the coast. Ten Pied Wagtails leaping, Black and white and cheeping, Jumping for the bugs, For the midges not the slugs... Nine Great Crested Grebes, Dancing like ladies, In a great display of courtship, They shake it and they flaunt it! Eight Nightjars milking, “Why?” I hear you sulking, Well, it’s from the anecdote, That they suckle from a goat. Seven Mute Swans swimming, On the rivers that are brimming, Joined by the Whoopers, Who are no partypoopers. Six Pink Footed Geese, Flying south to bring us peace, From Nordic countries they migrate, For Christmas in our British state... FIVE GOLDFINCHES! Four Colly Birds, From the Middle English word, A derivative of col, Implying feathers black as coal. Three Junglefowl, “Why?” I hear you howl, French Hens don’t exist, The lyricist was pissed. Two Collared Doves, Not so linked to love, But Turtle Doves migrate in autumn, Else my lover would have brought them. And a Partridge in a pear tree... Which is totally absurd, It's a partridge is a ground nesting bird, That is not where it’s meant to be!"