Yuri vs. Toko Fukawa

Let me read you a poem I wanted to write

About the troll and the love of her life, yet the one that she likes leaves her dreams cut like a knife, I call it Ghosted Under the Light

Now I'm sorry to mention the topic, but I can't help but feel it's ironic

You'd think you'd find peace with the skeletons in your closet

After all those days locked in it?

Your Jekyll-Hyde joke is so mild

Mixеd up at birth but can't mix up your style, I can't bear your creepy plots

You get a cold and thеn turn into a hormonal Sweeney Todd

You fill your novels with your smut on every page

The only real 'tales' you know are from your braids

Stop acting slick, you're a closed-minded coward

Think you got flow?

Miss, you don't even shower

Save me the tears

All you do is whine

No wonder your back hurts so much

Someone must've took out your spine

In your Teletubbie Club, you're the most unbearably clingy

No one wants to share a weekend in the bin with Kinky Winky!

Let's add genocide into the beat

Crushing Monika's pawns like it's UDG

What a basic bitch, I'm shocked you got beat

Like what character is left in your files to delete?

When it comes to my racier tastes, I'm not shy

But they must call you Yuri 'cause you can't land a guy

Lines so flat like the Doki Doki in your heart stopped

In the courtroom, you'll be another portrait to mark off

I look at what I want, and I always get it

You stutter a single sentence and you instantly regret it

I bet you were taking pointers on the verse I spew

You're sinking low in shame

Got the Bookworm's Eye View

You'll be looking like your banners when you're chopped through

'Cause scissors beat the paper you get your rocks off to!

You know I'm shredding through your fancy little letters

Now get that pen outside of you, and write me something better!

Let me read you a poem I wanted to write

About a ugly hag who's fucking despised

By her parents, her class, everyone in her life

If you killed yourself now, nobody would cry!

Grew close to your man then in case

He went out his way to frame you

Then only your picture remained in your bad ending, play through

And he went out his way to frame you

I made my man lose my mind with the love in his heart

You made a boy lose a bet with how ugly you are

Open your third eye, foureyes, yapping 'bout code

When your reality, Sho, is a reality show

And I bet your count of kills mostly scarred you

Go carve a tally with your friendship with Komaru

I'm gently closing the door on your little love story

Try not to hung up on your rejection, Syo-ri!

Take those piss poor flows and find more poems to pee on!

You leave a bathroom worse off than Leon!

You should show me the party moves you got in store

'Cause, girl, once the beat dropped, you hit the club floor

Monika altered your ego, killing your game

You were left as a minor annoyance

Your depressive obsession was still just in vain

But it wasn't entirely pointless!