I saw the Joker,
Lying by the side of the road
I felt pity take me
To the point of overflow
I asked if I could help.
The joker laughed and laughed
The joker was so amused
Through the marks of wear and abuse
The joker turned around
It was then I wished I was dead
For it was my face that I saw
In the Joker's broken head.

Sreedevi.