Eye half a spelling checker
It came with my pea sea.
It plainly marcs four my revue Miss stakes eye kin know sea.
Eye strikes a key and type a word And weight four it two say
Weather eye is 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 write Its rare lea ever wrong.
Eye has run this poem threw it I am shore your please two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh- My checker tolled me sew.
