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Originally Posted by daveake
Even a spell checker can't stop every mistake ...
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 for it two say;
Weather eye and wring 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.
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Absolutely and totally brilliant!