Looking into her mirror you'll see a reflection,

a taste of incognito will fill your mind.

don't underestimate the sharpness of her shards,

it is the slitting kind...

An ace will always surface.

She will use it to strafe any obstacle in her way.

Don't look into her mirror and think before you raise...

There is a Joker inside her head,

and he might just decide

to scream slay instead... 


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