A Little Poem Regarding Computer Spell Checkers…
Eye halve eh spelling chequer;
It came with my pea sea.
It plane lee marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Aye strike a quay and type a word
And weight fore it two say
Weather eye am write oar wrong.
It shows me strait aweigh.
As soon as eh mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long,
And eye can put the era rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.
Aye halve run this poem threw it,
I am shore yaw pleas two no.
It's letter perfect awl the weigh –
My chequer tolled me sew.