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 rarely ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two
no
Its letter perfect in it’s weigh
My chequer tolled me
sew.-----
Sauce unknown
Try your spell check on this poem and see if I have made a
mistake.
On that note, my pet peeve is and always will be, misspelled words. (Not that I don't make any, mind you. And if you follow this blog, you know I do.) Still..... Sometimes when I see those 'word scrambles', taunting me from a message board or some other public place, I clearly hear Sherlock Holmes say, "Elementary, my dear Watson."
Or is it
Or is it
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