Net.Humor Archive - My New Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling chequer

It came with my pea sea

It plainly marques four my revue 

Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key 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 can put the error 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 chequer tolled me sew.


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