A Poem for Unsuspecting Computer Users.......
 
Spell Checker
 
I have a spelling checker
It came with my PC
It plainly marks fore my revue
Miss takes I can not 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 rare lea ever wrong.

I've run this poem threw it,
I'm sure your please too no.
Its letter prefect in it's weigh
My checker tolled me sew.
 
(Anonymous)

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