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Sunday, April 12, 2009

Owed to the Spell Checker : Author Unknown.

Eye halve a spelling checker
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marcs 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
It's rare lea ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
Eye amshore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew.

2 comments:

Lara said...

Ha! I love this! :)

IMPRESSIONS said...

Me too, dearie..
So good of you to leave a comment.:)