white fox Posted September 22, 2006 Report Share Posted September 22, 2006 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. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
lurcherboy Posted September 22, 2006 Report Share Posted September 22, 2006 LB the demon barber of Kent LB Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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