Rolling Pins In Heaven

There're rolling pins in heaven oh, there must surely be For Grandma was a baker she often baked for me Double Chocolate layer cake Orange and Buttercream Meringue atop a Lemon pie to decorate a dream Her Fruitcake for a holiday would summon family taste Especially Aunt Ethel’s who worried for her waist And speaking of Aunt Ethel who’s also up above Her Cherry Pies and Cup Cakes left nothing not to love It was a competition a “Cake off”, “Bake off” match If one came out lop-sided must not have been from “scratch” There’re rolling pins in heaven they’re baking up a storm I think, when I hear thunder “Just keep my Muffins warm”