Nina

Nina isn't the one to be lost for words;
Rather, she is a skipper in the sea of conversations.
And though she may not know the language of nerds,
She charges the atmosphere with positive vibrations.

Her chart is fun banter, her hazel eyes glistening,
With each effortless word, she evens the ridges.
They look on in wonder, attentively listening,
As she passes across her spoken bridges.

It's hardly like her to rip where it's thinner
She would probably like to rip where it's thick;
Should she put on a siege, she will come off the winner,
Having taken your stronghold apart brick by brick.

And when push comes to shove, she is out for war
You'll see how she gets to be tougher than tough
She's got tricks to perform that you ain't seen before
If you learn to retreat, it is clever enough;
 
For the wind blows cold and no quarter is given,
Living raises the stakes for the strong to survive;
Many lose their faith, no one man is forgiven,
What is more, no one get out of here alive.

But a smooth operator, she stands straight like a steeple
In a world where the weak are not bound to last;
While she knows herself, she also knows people,
So it's her who laughs first, and who's sure to laugh last.