A glance of him marks a grin
euphoria in eyes lingers
mere sadness after awhile
scenes of sheer enjoyment
he wears crimson, white and yellow
as makes people eat pavlova in night
only fiver to be payed to watch his smile
clung man by performance
belches with laughter to cheer
belabor jokes compel to love him
printed on cards thus called 'Joker'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem