We are a legion of onna and shounen,
Who worship the kawaii drawings
From the land of the rising sun,
Nihon!
We are the future people
Of galge and otome,
Of yaoi and yuri,
And Vanilla!
We are the mighty weeaboos!
We hail from every corners of the Earth,
Yet united in our flaming passion, desu!
You never know the struggles
When the person you like
Doesn't exist in 3D.
Hai!
You never know the feeling
When the senpai you like
Doesn't notice you.
Hai!
You never know the suffering
When the girl who calls you onii-chan
Gets a kareshi that's cooler than you.
Hai!
You never know the pain,
When you pick the trap route
Of an eroge.
Hai!
You never know the sting
When somebody else
Has a body pillow of your waifu.
Hai!
You never know the amount of tears I shed
When I watched Boku no Pico,
Because of a false recommendation.
Hai!
You never know how happy I was
When I watched Death Note
For the first time.
Hai!
Adore the kawaii moe girls, we do-nyah!
We embrace the tsundere and yandere~nyah!
And never shall we let ourselves be called filth~nyah!
Infused by the chakra of the neko girls, we are~nyah!
We are the weeaboos,
And this is a manifesto
Of what we are capable of.
We are a peaceful society
Of anime and manga fans
But it doesn't mean
We don't know how to fight!
Minna, lend me your power!
We will vanquish the normies
Out of our sight.
Forever.
Nyaah~ desu!
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Poetry Of A Count
PoetryThis book is not suitable for audiences with zero percent sense of imagination and a mental age of two and below. I'm not really a great poet, just a guy who knows how to hold the pen and write the twenty six letters of the alphabet. But I like thin...
