The sun was shining
A lovely day
My uncles took me
Outside to play
It got real toasty
My tongue real dry
I needed iced cream
Or I would fry
All they had was
Three big greens
Just enough for
Three iced creams
But Uncle noticed
A glistening flyer
A trip to Syria
Their one true desire

My two lovely uncles
They went away
On a trip to Syria
For a holy vacay
I have never seen them
With such big ole grins
Fulfilling all their dreams
Among Syrians

What's this? A letter? From the president of the United States of Americus? Oh no. My two lovely uncles... Killed by a drone strike... I never even got my iced cream

My two lovely uncles
They went away
They're both still inside me
Every day
How will I go on
Without their firm musk
Echoing through me
From dawn until dusk
I'll keep them alive
With my thoughts in my brain
I'll spread their sweet ashes
When I get their remains
I'll always remember
Your oceans of love
My two lovely uncles
Slain from above

I'll always remember you, Uncle One and Uncle Fungus

We'll see you in your dreams. We love you