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By *tmm OP Couple
over a year ago
harlow |
Didn't see this on forum search...
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
It's letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me so.
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By *ENGUYMan
over a year ago
Hull |
It has been ages since I saw thus little poem, though the version I viewed, was in separated sections each if 4 lines, which makes it easier to read.
It formed part of my Business Plan for when I set up a Proofreading business back in 2006.
It just highlights how bad Spell Checker systems are! |
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By *icketysplitsWoman
over a year ago
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"It has been ages since I saw thus little poem, though the version I viewed, was in separated sections each if 4 lines, which makes it easier to read.
It formed part of my Business Plan for when I set up a Proofreading business back in 2006.
It just highlights how bad Spell Checker systems are!"
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