Ode to a spell chequer

Many thanks to my good friend Lynn Tulip for sharing this brilliant poem with us… enjoy!


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 rarely ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it,

I am shore your pleased two no,

Its letter perfect in it’s weigh,

My chequer tolled me sew.


— Sauce unknown


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