Guest guest Posted February 3, 1999 Report Share Posted February 3, 1999 Eye halve a spelling chequer It came with my pee 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 aweigh. 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. sauce unknown Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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