The Baker of Hound's Tooth Row

Beware the baker from Hound's Tooth row,
With fire in his eyes.
With a heart of coal and a fist of dough,
A monster in disguise!   Why fear the baker of Hound's Tooth row,
With fire in his eyes?
His debts he owes from down below
Could not be paid in pies!   What did the baker from Hound's Tooth row
Decide what would be wise?
As bakers know, oven's aglow
He burned the home alive!   Alas, the baker of Hound's Tooth row,
What tragedy he spies.
For what arose from the chateau
Were burnt and urgent cries!   Woe is the baker of Hound's Tooth row.
To his own self he lies.
To and fro, he reaps and sows.
By fire, he baptize.   There may be more. Kerro hasn't been given the chance to finish it.