I wear a costume
With diamonds of red and black
I protect my Clown Prince
From the Bat with the cape on his back
This clown I love
With feelings deep and true
Even though he loves me
He always leaves me blue
Ivy says he’s no good for me
and that I should leave him for her
Since I’ve met him
My life has been a blur
A life at Arkham
Is what he has caused me
He claimed it was his love
When he hit and abused me
Now I sit here
Alone in my padded cell
In this cage
Is were I dwell
This poem, I feel a bit funny when I read it as I feel like this would be the expression of Harlequin’s feeling in the woman side (I mean, if Harlequin is a girl then it would be her feeling statement). The modern love story descended from Harlequin’s love story with Columbine.
http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Film/3580/Harpoem.html
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~ by hanathebanana on February 19, 2009.
Posted in Today's Harlequin
