Jokes and Giggles
Copyright© 2015 by Jack Spratt
Chapter 109
ODE TO THE SPELL CHECKER
Eye have a spelling checker
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steak eye kin not sea
Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight 4 it 2 say
Weather eye am wrong ore 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,
Eye have run this poem threw it
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