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This is a poem based on what i know of The Jokers latest Origin story- i do not own The Joker or any characters affiliated with the Batman franchise.

Submitted:Mar 9, 2013    Reads: 34    Comments: 3    Likes: 4   

Once there was a vilian, a mob boss, a renegade who went by the name of Red Hood, he was a man of class and higher stature although he did enjoy killin', he went to a factory, full of chemicals and goons to steal the payroll, which he could, however there was one factor he did not consider, a "masked vigilante" of sorts, who was there waiting to stop Red Hood and his plan he would thwart. And so they met eachover and fought, high above the chemicals, until our hero hit to hard and what happened was no miricale, Red Hood fell over the side reaching for Batman's hand to grasp, but Batman couldn't hold him and he fell with a gasp, The chemicals would change him, painting him white and dying his hair, this unfortunate event drove him mental-he vowed to destroy Batman and his lair, taking upon his new apearence he chose a new allias, for he was scarred emoitionaly just as much as his outside, he hired goons and found a girl who he said"could harm you if you fail us" althogh he had a weak spot which he couldnt hide, he loved to talk and would always end up beinf defeated before his final jibe


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