Do You Take It?

Well, my father says you're nifty,
And you've heard of Baudelaire,
And we, both, agree human rights abuses are unfair.

You understand your feelings,
And you're not afraid to share,
And I think I could do something with your hair.

You smell nice,
And you're groovy,
And we, both, like foreign movies.
My mother says, you have that touch of class.

Well, I could see a shining future
Where we'll dialogue and nurture,
But there's one last thing I feel I need to ask: . . .

Oh, calm down. It's not like I linked to "Fist Me This Christmas."