Daily visitor

Every morning, sometimes afternoon too,
 taps on the glass
Tap-tap-tap, tap-tap
Drives the dogs crazy
Sits on the clothesline or a branch,
 sings a beautiful little song
How can I resist...
I don't have birdseed
 but he enjoys a little pinch of oats
I'm starting to look forward to his visits
I know it won't go on forever
 but he's mine for now
  so he needs a name
Was going to call him Romeo,
 but he died from poison
-- My Shakespeare's not great,
I had to google --
With that dripping blood on his chest
I settled on
  Othello
Is that too dark
 for such a brilliant creation?