Nadia

Nadia’s my geek,
I love her a lot,
Even thought her bag,
Has a yellow spot.

She likes to use big words,
That I don’t understand,
But she’s always been,
A helping hand.

Someone to lean on,
To go when in need,
Someone to cry on,
When I start to bleed.

She has a sick mind,
That she likes to use,
And she likes to play with,
The electrical fuse.

*Remember me, Teehe.*