''The greatest quest, at my behest,''

Says Esther, in polyester drest,

''It is my predestined request

to jest, and pester David Gest.''

The guests all under house-arrest

With nicest chests, enclosed in vests

Sequestered, they in Chester, rest

All cosy in their Leicester nests.

While Esterhazy, no contest;

His destiny is to digest

Some estrogen and to invest

In festivals of Wildest West.

So, Uncle Fester, all the best!

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updated Jul 2 by Rac7hel