A poem I wrote in high school from some domestic violence competition and I edited it a little to make it Joker-and-Harley :D
Harleys point of view until last... verse? stanza? ...thing.
Joker's Home Is His Castle
His Home is His Castle,
But it is my Cage.
I love him but
I am his slave.
Whatever I do
Is to impress.
I make an effort,
With my hair and my dress.
His Home is His Castle,
But it is my Fate.
But he does love me,
For it I must wait.
Whatever I do,
He's always right.
Sometimes this maiden,
Is left by her Knight.
Never again.
No more obsession,
Bo more craziness,
No more Joker.
I finally see
That slime for what he is:
A murderous,
Manipulative,
Irredeemable
...angel!
His Home is His Castle
But it is my Cage.
The Joker's Home is His Castle,
But it is Harley Quinn's Fate.
Yes, I did add that bit from BTAS. Oh Arleen Sorkin: why u no do Arkham City?