Oh, Tammy Faye,Oh, Tammy Faye,
We're sorry to see you go.
Your shoulder pads
And out-lined eyes
Live on, though you're no mo'.
Tiny lady
With big ol' hair,
Your gifts stretched wide and far.
Preaching and singing,
A style all your own
Made you a TV star.
Beneath the make-up
And runny mascara
Beat a heart we know was true.
Our very own
Tel-Evangeline,
Was good-hearted through and through.
Oh, Tammy Faye,
Oh, Tammy Faye,
An era now has passed.
May the Great Make-up Artist in the Sky
Give you Eternal Rest (and no-run mascara) at last.
Tammy Faye Baker Messner (1942-2007)
A televangelist. But a fun one.
6 comments:
Loved your poem Mary...sweet and fitting for Tammy. May this lady of great faith finally rest in peace.
Is there no end to your talents? Great poem. Although I've never seen the lady, you painted a picture that shows it was my loss.
I've never heard of her but she sounds like she was a good 'un.
Great poem!
Thanks, Joy. Tammy was one of a kind, that's the truth!
Chris and Liz - sorry you missed the Tammy Faye experience. A couple of film-makers did a documentary about her a few years ago called "The Eyes of Tammy Faye" that won several indie-film awards. She was a character!
Very sweet and kind. Nice, Mary. I've been waiting for your Ode to Lady Bird.
Yes, Elsie, I should have written something for Lady Bird because she more than deserves it. "Plant a bush or shrub . . "
I figured other, more high-falutin' folks were waxing poetic about Mrs. LBJ, so my little offering couldn't compare.
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