Ode to Vestara
To the sweetest Sith
Who wanted to be with
A Jedi Knight, Luke Skywalker's son
Not a guy known to have fun
(Though ask some of those hookers first
They'll tell you how often he bursts)
While their love knew no bounds
Their paths were big giant mounds
That they could not climb over
To be with each other
He would not change
So Vestara had to adjust her range
In how she could change her life
So there could be no strife
Between herself and Ben
Alas, it could not work then
As she was a Sith
And she could not be with
Ben Skywalker, Jedi Knight
No matter how much she could fight
Her true calling as one of the dark side
It is not one from which she could hide
Some could turn
Away from the burn
That the dark side will give
But for those who live
Such a life
One's emotions will be rife
To do evil where they will
Which is an urge that they cannot kill
So, to the sweetest Sith, Vestara Khai
Whose love for Ben will never die.