I got an invitation the end of last year

From Uncle Phill, he said we should come here

I must confess the man needed serious help

Or one day soon his stomach would melt

My only thought when I was making the booking

Was someone must save this poor man from his cooking

Never before have I seen such a disaster

Like the cheese sauce, he made that looked more like plaster

Now here we are in sunny Spain

Far away from all the rain

I must admit, we're having fun

Laughing at his stories and his bad puns

Our first night here was truly enlightening

Warnings of lizards my kids found quite frightening

But we got past that by listening to his tales

He has several amusing ones about snails

So far so good and I'm cooking for him

Not food like his that could burn through a bin

I really feel like I've done a good deed

Visiting my Uncle when he was in need.