Spell Check

Hope sent me this in June, and I put it in a folder and forgot it! Sorry, Hope, and thanks for the poem. (Hope doesn't have a blog, otherwise I'd link to her).

OWED TO A SPELLING CHECKER

I have a spelling checker.
It came with my PC.
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss steaks I can knot sea.
Eye ran this poem threw it,
Your sure reel glad two no.
Its very polished in it's weigh.
My checker tolled me sew.
A checker is a bless sing.
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.
Each frays come posed up on my screen.
Aye trussed two be joule.
The checker pours o'er every word.
The cheque sum spelling rule.
Be fore a veiling checkers

Hour spelling mite decline,
And if were lacks or have a laps,
We wood be maid to wine.
Butt now bee cause my spelling rule.
Is checked with such grate flare.
There are know faults with in my cite.
Of nun eye am a wear.
Now spelling does knot phase me,
It does knot bring a tier.
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.
To rite with care is quite a feet
Of witch won should be proud,
And wee mussed dew the best wee can,
Sew flaws are knot aloud.
Sow ewe can see why aye dew preys
Such soft wear four pea seas.
And why eye brake in two averse
Buy righting want to pleas.