Dueling desks sitting inside,
gates of heaven where they reside.
Dealing with the tides that flow,
and with dim bulbs, with no glow.

Guarding the gods from lesser beings,
dropping shade, most miss the meaning.
One brunette, and one, who knows!
either way, they run the show.

Each a beauty with cutting wit,
they can see through your ****.
and if you think that you are smart,
just wait for the, bless your heart!

Or something better spouted in greek,
I simply love their tongue in cheek.
A bit of crazy in their veins,
not afraid to cause you pain.

If you know how to be,
they are a lot of fun you'll see,
telling jokes, till you cross the line,
but come back later, you'll be fine.

In the end, this duo's supreme,
they float to the top just like cream.
Their laughter is music made,
and silky smooth, like fine suede.