In this poem by REH we once again see Zukala's role as a "disposer of souls". His "jest" here is much like that of the boy's fate in "Zukala's Hour". The girl sounds a bit like Salome in AWSBB.
ZUKALA’S JEST The gods brought a Soul before Zukala,
A Soul that had been wandering in Space;
“A babe is to be born at the coming of the morn,
“And this Soul is chosen for the place.”
Down from his throne looked Zukala
With his strange eyes a-glitter from his face.
“The babe shall be a girl,” said Zukala,
“With every tooth a pearl,” said Zukala;
“A woman strangely fair with wondrous golden hair
“Men’s souls shall she ensnare,” said Zukala.
“She shall raise mankind to wrath,” said Zukala;
“Blighted love shall haunt her path,” said Zukala;
“Men for her their souls will sell for her destiny is fell,
“And her feet are set toward Hell,” said Zukala.
Then spake the Soul to Zukala,
To Zukala on his throne of gleaming jade:
“Nay, my lord, but is it just, dooming to a life of lust,
“That you just fashioned from the dust, lord Zukala?
“Thus my destined trail is laid ere I am in flesh arrayed,
“Then shall men my sins upbraid, not Zukala.”
From his throne of gleaming jade spake Zukala:
“Human forms were made to fade,” said Zukala;
“But the soul must stand the test
“And the gods must have their jest
“Else Creation held no zest,” laughed Zukala.
Long and loud from his throne laughed Zukala.