Spell Checking - Poem by Chuck Toll
Eye halve a gnu spell Czech or,
It came with my pea see.
It plane lee marques four my revue
Miss takes eye dew knot sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows mi strait a weigh.
As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two long
And eye can putt the era rite
Its rare lea ever wrung.
I've scent this mess sage threw it,
And I'm shore yore pleased too no
Its let her prefect in every weigh;
My cheque err tolled mi sew.
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