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 tow no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew
3 comments:
Ha!! =D
Funny! At first I didn't get it, but then it was funny. Great job!
Sarah
Hahahahahahahaha!! A grammar freak's nightmare...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh! LOL!
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