Observations

Asian people
can't drive,
can't say their R's,
don't get B's,
don't get into trouble,
don't talk with other races,
and don't dishonor the family.
They eat sushi,
eat scorpions,
eat dogs,
and eat sweet and sour chicken.
They come through Angel Island,
packed like sardines,
fresh off the boat.
They don't have social skills.
They do have rice fields,
binded feet,
Korean dramas,
Buddha idols,
squinty eyes,
frequent flyer miles,
Toyota Cameries,
and at least six aunts and uncles and too many cousins.
Right?
Well, let me tell you:
I am from here,
I'm not like that
and I am damned tired of being told I am.