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.
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Oh those spell checkers, useful but dangerous; cute poem.
ReplyDeleteThis new picture of Sheeba is so sweet :) I really enjoyed all Your photoes with her! :)
ReplyDeleteHi Terra and Zim. I love this poem
ReplyDeleteCute picture of Sheba...and cute poem....blessings
ReplyDeleteGrate posed!
ReplyDeleteGreat. Lol. My spell checkers still doesn't accept the word blog. Funny since it comes with blogger.com.
ReplyDeleteP.S. It doesn't accept blogger either.
This is so funny and true! My phone has a voice feature instead of typing in a text. I don't use it often because the spell checker on the phone does the same thing!
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