There once were two sisters named Esther and Maude
Each one was a hep and obnoxious biddy.
Each one in her own way was such a strange broad
And each one sang her own peculiar ditty.
Some folks thought them lovely. Some folks thought them odd.
And still others thought them gruesome and gritty.
While I, from my point of view, find them so smart.
They look so alike. You can’t tell them apart.