Frances dreams in feline grace, A cat’s soft paw, a cryptic trace. Strategic tales her mind unfurls, In governance where wisdom twirls. Her PhD shines, a guiding star, Across board games, her thoughts afar. Coffee brews beneath her gaze, Music plays in rhythmic praise. Yet woven through her life's embrace, Indigenous data takes its place. With wicked wit and tender heart, She guides the charts, a world apart. From NDDA to paths anew, Her insight bold, her vision true. In whispers wild of ancient art, Frances plays her vital part.