Uvula Uvula

A poem about that silly thing hanging at the back of the throat

Uvula, uvula
Why are you, uvula?
A vestigial nodule
Are you still useful?

You're not needed anymore
You just cause folks to snore
You don't even catch food
So, please, justify your good



Copyright 2009 - Mindy Makuta (aka MyFairLadyah)
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