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"Face it," she said. "You're in love with a psychotic clown." But what with a face that's not a frown? While she sits him upon a throne and hands him a crown. Only his deep spirits could bring her down. Upon his face sets a wide grin His true hearts malice lies deep within. A love like this must be a sin The love of the Joker and his Harley Quinn. ♥ (And don't call me puddin' )
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC
Mad love
"Face it," she said. "You're in love with a psychotic clown." But what with a face that's not a frown? While she sits him upon a throne and hands him a crown. Only his deep spirits could bring her down. Upon his face sets a wide grin His true hearts malice lies deep within. A love like this must be a sin The love of the Joker and his Harley Quinn. ♥ (And don't call me puddin' )
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Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 11:43 AM UTC
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