Late in the afternoon, Yandere-Chan was sitting at a desk writing a poem about her love for John. Under the desk, she played with a dildo with her bare feet.

She had already explained her affections to a select few om the island, but she couldn't resist the urge to write about it on paper. In the poem, it described how John made her feel physically, emotionally, and mentally. It was full of sexual references and how she would kill people who would oppose him just to be with him.

The poem, written in free verse is called "Ode to John Ginger", and it goes as follows:

How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
Sounds generic to start off something like this,
But whatever.
My heart yearns for a certain carrot-topped clown,
And it pounds faster than even the most skilled drummer ever could.
That scar on his cheek just adds to his handsomeness.
For you, John Ginger, I would take all of your most vicious critics
And reduce them all to cold sacks of skin
Then bathe in their blood.
For you, John Ginger, I will make my bare feet beautiful enough
Just for them to make contact with your nice, big manhood.
For you, John Ginger, my muffin moistens when the thought of your very name
Comes into my mind.
For you, John Ginger, I would happily bleed to death
Just so I can stick both of your butcher knives
Inside of me.
All this I will do, John Ginger,
If you would only give me a chance.

After she got done writing this, Yandere-Chan kissed the top right corner of the paper, her lipstick going on the sheet. She then proceeded to play with herself while thinking about John.

to be continued...