Spell Checker

Spit · Post by **Spit** » Fri 07 Mar, 2008 9:42 pm

Eye halve a spelling chequer,

It came with my pea sea;
It plainly marques for my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a quay and type a ward
And weight four it two say
Weather aye am wrong oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee four two long,
And eye can put the error rite
It's rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it
Aye am shore your pleased to no;
Eats let her perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew.

Moglet · Post by **Moglet** » Fri 07 Mar, 2008 10:00 pm

Can't beat a good shanty!

Mary Case GCF · Post by **Mary Case GCF** » Sat 08 Mar, 2008 7:53 am

Mersey dotes
And dozey dotes
and liddle lamsey divey
a kidley divey too
wooden you?

Post by **John** » Sat 08 Mar, 2008 9:49 am

Grate poem Spit!

markw · Post by **markw** » Sat 08 Mar, 2008 10:09 am

Found myself reading it in the style of Pam Eyres - obviously in a deeper voice!!

Spit · Post by **Spit** » Sat 08 Mar, 2008 11:13 am

So did I mark!