SPELL CHEQUER

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 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

Eye am shore your pleased two no

Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.




If anyone nose who the awe Thor
of this cute little poem of frustrate shun is,
please let me no.


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