Dear Lady,
You disappoint me. I had come to the assumption that you were a woman of science and practicality. But now you tell me that your favorite piece of literature is a book of poetry…overly romanticized and egregiously nonsensical words shuffled in such a way that they might occasionally rhyme. I suppose we all have our faults and as your future husband I shall do my best to bear this one imperfection of yours. I tease, I tease. But seriously, poetry?
Sincerely,
Loki Odinson
P.S. Mother plans to invite you and your family to dinner. Do you prefer venison or quail?