From My Uncle Bob:

"I know you still think of me from time to time
but I'm going to have to ask you to stop
as I have forgotten about you
except for when I run into old
photos of you in dusty and mildewed piles
of quaintly dated memories. I am soured
at the very thought you. From now on
if you ever think of me
the image of "me" should appear
in your head with a golden crown
that is inscribed with the words:
"king of you." This image should help
clarify things a bit and put
things back into perspective -
in case you've lost it."