Ode to the spell checker

[ROOT]

Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques 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
Its rare lea ever wrong.

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

[C~Scape]

Y r u making fun of me ??

[ROOT]

nope just sympathetic

[C~Scape]

Y knot? then what iz this?
02-22-2012

• 08:57 PM - ROOT tagged C~Scape in thread Ode to the spell checker