Abecedarial Aspects of '-Chi'

Dapper Don Ameche dotes on floatin' Ed Balducci.
Campo (yum!) di Bocce’s haut -- to fascist fop Il Duce.

Ignorat’ Elenchi quotes sequential Fibonnacci.

Soprano Galli-Curci curtsies, dancin' Hootchie-Kootchie.

Matthew Groening’s Itchy aches, "I'm judgin' Jughead’s Archie."

Pakistan’s Karachi fatwas glitt’rin' Liberace.

Happy-New-Year, Mochi? “Not if Gott ist tot!” notes Nietzsche.

In Nevil’s On the Beach, he cites how Aussie cits grow paunchy.

Accupressure’s Qu-Chi chews up Justis playin' “Raunchy.”

Big Night’s Stanley Tucci brews up martial art form Tai Chi.

“…cedeme Un Chi Chi...” croon collaborees from Vichy.

Maids from Weeki-Watchee swoon for frat boys’ Beta Xi Chi.

Shirley Yamaguchi soon licks Dragonball Z Chi Chi.

My Trilby's tipp'd to ev’ry ‘chi.’ To each: "Arrivederci, ‘-chi’!"