erratum…….
Cacatum.
Actor, female
a bit passé
by now,
name’s Tatum……..
Cacatum.
Accumulated
gases in the gut
escaping soon,
called flatum…….
Cacatum.
Proposition
to draw conclusion
or make decision,
Datum…….
Cacatum.
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