Chine-ese Food Serv'd in Three Courses Brought to Your Table Simultaneously

The waitstaff stands queued,
seeming ripe for a feud...

All the foodstuffs they serve are call’d 'China-ese food.'
While some won ton soup's sipp’d, dim sum -- some rum -- gets chew’d.
Much too much of it's wok'd. Next to none of it's stew’d. 
(‘Tis "mein joy"*...soyved mit' soy sauce that’s artisan-brew’d.)
      * Attributed to Karl, and occasionally Groucho, Marx]

…(accrued...cued...allude)…

...note the first, leering lewdly,
his single eye glued... 

All the food here referr’d to's term’d 'China-ese food.'
But, if true, why’s the bird's nest soup so misconstru’d?
Is it, maybe, 'cuz over the bird's nest one flew'd?
Or, instead, because Jack's* one inscrutable dude?
      * Nicholson, possibly, but much more likely Soo.

…(collude...do'd...constru’d)…

…on the second (no prude),
who's seen raising his rood...

All such food -- rainbow-hued -- they've nam’d 'China-ese food' –
and it's ritu'l their victu'ls be var'ously hued!
Quite a lot be magenta'd; those newer be blued.
(Note how few of said hues seem the least bit subdued.

…(delude...loo'd...denude)…

…o'er the third (the most shrewd):
once the cow he's debut'd…

But which food might feed multitudes? China-ese food – 
and don't they who partake g’won to make quite a brood?
Here sit I dress’d in jodhpurs; my wife’s donn’d a snood.
As for kids near the koi pond? They're totally nude.

…(elude...pseud-...ensued)…

…has been heard, smelt and view’d
to have pitif'ly "moo"'d…

What's the "grub de millenium"? China-ese food. 
It’s one scene de cuisine we've all hotly pursued.
To enjoy four-whisk rest'rants, my party's canoed.
(One's accessible via canal boats I've crew’d.)

…(exclude...sued...extrude)…

…she'll be rapidly "shoo!"'d
lest she "cop her a -tude"...

Sav'ries herein construed? All call’d 'China-ese food': 
every dish is delicious -- beaucoup ballyhoo'd. 
When we sung for our supper, near nobody boo'd, 
though six shixsas (sic) murmur'd (we rubes rank’d 'em 'rude').

…(preclude...spewed...protrude)…

…i.e., mimic my mood,
while he, cummerbund trued...

Must the thrust of my etude stay China-ese food?
To the key to its 'sprit am I secretly clued? 
Yes, by Cantonese coolies who're duly tattoo’d. 
(Note those pics on their pecs: aren't some skin artists crude?)

…(screw’d...shrew'd...skew’d)…

…after tuning his oud
the dude croon'd as he wooed...

What are you to conclude in re China-ese food?
Just that some of it's beef'd; more's pork'd;  none of it's gnu'd;
that its misuse of goose now's been loosely review’d.
The consensus? My sense is: geese best be eschew’d.

…(spewed...who'd...?...you'd...?)…

…Himiltrude al-Aboud.
(This day both have since rued.)