Answer:
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
My first is in fish but no in snail. My second is in rabbit but not in tail. My third is in up but not in down. My fourth is in tiara but not in crown. My fifth is in tree you plainly see. My whole a food for you and me.
I am used when you jump off a bridge for fun.
What do you call a pig that is no fun to be around?
The Titanic is still here. What am I?
If itβs information you seek, come and see me. If itβs pairs of letters you need, I have consecutively three. What am I?