Sonnets to a Fetishini

?Sonnets to a Fetishini? is a feel-good vaudeville of high-cholesterol demolition egg-on-display verbal pyrotechnics, the romance of three hysterical Asian-American women who find themselves head over heels over European sinophiles in a shock to the heart story interwoven with charms. Chesire Su is a young Stanford ingenue who cannot decide whether to eat pho or become the world?s greatest poet; the chances are slim that she?ll ever leave Ralph Gooding, her white boyfriend who serenades her in a garden over the course of days. I quote: Guilt No More Tongue-twisters, That sound like your Frazzled sisters, and Hoisin donuts, That have no holes, I kiss my white man, And say that he?s one Of the ghouls who floated To Asia on a dull magic carpet With rad elbows of lust, A leggo my l?Eggo, with Fusty face and Enigmatic Body, the three-part Principle of the soul, Seems oh so shoddy, I want to be whole, One chocolate bar, Who reaps the entire World with a yummy Gulp; fetish is like A quick snap; you Can get it on the Yelp.