A Little Poem Regarding Computer Spell Checkers...

Oh my gosh! When I read this in my e-mail, I knew it would become part of the fabric of my very being. My thanks to the author, whoever you may be, for touching my soul! LOL!

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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