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(Nanako to Hotaru to Kan Tameshi)
“Nanako, Fireflies, and a Test of Courage”
I met a blogger of an anime,Who said—“Two young and cluless teenagersWrite their senryuu… With them, in their club,All girls a zany cast hold court, whose blushAnd spooky smile, and random hypno-eyesTells the mangaka well those passions readNow on TV, adapted from print form,The heart that shipped them, and the hands that groped;And in the subtitles these words appear:My name is Senryuu Shoujo, King of Fluff;Look on Moe, otaku, and despair!Nothing beside remains. Round the stanzasOf that minimal Script, boundless and bareThe long season of shows stretch far away.
And echoed, in the sounds of Senryuu?
The face I always make when I begin to lose in Gold Fish against my 3 yr old Niece. https://images.randomc.net/Senryuu%20Shoujo/Senryuu%20Shoujo%20-%2010%20-%2016.jpg