In the heart of December, a legend's born, Eighty-one years of love, wild and sworn. A mother, a whirlwind, the kindest of friends, With laughter and sass, her vigor transcends. A cat-loving queen with glamourous flair, She sprinkles her charm like jewels in the air. Rude when she wants, yet always so sly— Beneath shy smiles, mischief twinkles her eye. Her jokes paint the room with colors so bright, A sexy surprise—a comet, a light. Loyal and fierce in the battles she's fought, Best mother and mentor, with swears finely wrought. To celebrate her is to dance in her storm, A force of true nature—unruly but warm. Here's to the essence of her vibrant array, The fun and the fire of her birthday today.