Saturday’s smiles

Ode to the Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling chequer It came with my pea sea

It plainly Marks four my revue miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a quay and type a word

And weight four it two say

Weather eye am wrong oar write

It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid It nose bee fore two long

And eye kin put the ear a rite

Its rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it

I am shore your pleased two no

Its letter perfect awl the weigh

My checker tolled me sew.

2 Responses to Saturday’s smiles

  1. iamnotleah says:

    Thanks for the laugh this morning. 🙂

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