Senryuu Shoujo – 10

I met a blogger of an anime,
Who said—“Two young and cluless teenagers
Write their senryuu… With them, in their club,
All girls a zany cast hold court, whose blush
And spooky smile, and random hypno-eyes
Tells the mangaka well those passions read
Now 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 stanzas
Of that minimal Script, boundless and bare
The long season of shows stretch far away.