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Uncle Datter Wanted a Splatter

platter fell out of cupboard with a loud clatter mrs mczatter nearly ceased her weird chatter my uncle datter stopped eating his chocolate cake batter grandma slatter asked me "what is the matter?" Platter was metal, so it did not break or shatter mrs mczatter resumed her incessant pratter natter and tatter argued who had to pick up the platter datter wished it had been porcelain "so we would have had a splatter."

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