My name is Toothless Tammy
I come from Tennessee
my man is big ol’ Tommy
and he’s in love with me.
Tommy drives a pickup,
a-shinin’ red and proud
He may be big and lumberin’
but I boss him right out loud.
Oh Tommy, Tommy baby,
he knows I run the show
He bows to little Tammy
every place we go.
My name is Toothless Tammy,
I sip me sweet Chablis
and ride them Harlan backroads
with Tommy next to me.
Sometimes he drives me crazy
so I just up and leave
but then he comes to fetch me
with his heart upon his sleeve.
Oh Tommy, Tommy baby,
he is my real man—
he wolfs down two whole burgers
and calls it fine cuisine.
Oh Tommy, Tommy baby,
he fits me like a glove
He may not be a perfect man
but he’s my real true love.
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
March 15, 2018| OC, California
