Little Zeke, he admired clowns
Like a zany, he came to towns
Between two poles, a tightrope
Balancing an umbrella, no hope
He walked, till the zephyr blown
Written for
ABC Wednesday, Round of Z
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Little Zeke, he admired clowns
Like a zany, he came to towns
Between two poles, a tightrope
Balancing an umbrella, no hope
He walked, till the zephyr blown
Written for
ABC Wednesday, Round of Z
Image: Google Image Search