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An Ode to my Uvula

You hang there in your slimy cave
Like a slippery pink stalactite
Sometimes your soft tissues
Inflate and swell and block my throat
Meaning I can’t drink
Or eat
Or breathe

I wish you would stop doing it
Aren’t you happy
Living in my mouth?
You pesky little ceiling grape