Sunday, February 8, 2009

Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling chequer
it came wwith ny pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye cannot 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 soo as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee four two long
And eye can put the error rite
It rare lea ever wrong

Eye have run this poem tjhrew it
Eye am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew

- Sauce unknown


Quackster said...

I like the unique aspect of this poem. Quite comedic indeed.