Lioness In Tartan Pants

You are red lipstick and tartan pants,
And sandals in the snow.
Our glamour puss, our dancing queen,
Our chatterbox on the go.

You are Basil’s little girl,
From the hotel by the bay.
Our enthusiastic life coach,
Who always finds a way.

The lioness with her twin cubs,
Their valiant defender.
Our broken hearted warrior queen,
Our fiercest friend forever.