Madam Truffle

The ticking of the oven clock never annoys Madam Truffle
while she’s baking her famous goodies. The crowd lines up
outside the door and lets out a giant roar, when she peeks
out from the blinds and then opens up the store.
Peach, Cherry, Boysenberry tarts, even the dentist lets her
daughter fill up her cart baked in shapes of growling
tigers and frowning Napoleon Bonapartes. Madam
Truffle turns the baking of pastries into an art!
As night descends and before she goes to sleep, she
must take a little peek into a shoebox she hides
behind the dresser. It’s contents fill her heart with fear,
she will surely never throw it away, she has to look inside
the box at the close of every day.
Birds on the windowsill always sing for Madam Truffle
to help her wake up on time in the morning she stacks the goodies on the shelves
so the folks can help themselves some parents tried to tell
their kids that she gets help from tiny elves.
Peach cherry boysenberry tarts and the dentist lets her daughter fill up her
cart
baked in shapes soft monkey faces and Kris Kristofferson? ??
Madam Truffle turns the baking of pastries into an art.
As night descends and before she goes to sleep, she
must take a little peek into the shoebox that she hides
behind the dresser. She is sadly aware she will never know
the love of a man or he’d be sure to find the box and would never understand.
Misery and loneliness seldom befall Madam Truffle
while she’s baking her famous goodies.