Wednesday, October 17

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).


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.


Joy Des Jardins said...

Hee, hee...I love this Judy.

Seamus said...

OH! 'tis true 'tis true!

OldOldLady Of The Hills said...

LOL, LOL...I had a truly impossible time trying to read this...! Talk about a!

Nancy said...


Evil Twin's Wife said...

Did you post this just for me? After I posted about typos that make me nuts? ;-)

Peter said...

Hi Judy, let me introduce you to the ORIGINAL spell checker poem which I wrote in about 1998.

The Spelling Chequer On My PC

Eye have a spelling Chequer
It came with my PC
It plainly marques four my revue
Mistakes eye cannot sea
I’ve run this poem threw it
Eye am sure yaw pleas too no
It’s letter perfect in its weigh
My chequer tolled me sew

Sew though eye try with all my mite
Too spell each word just write
And I’d steak my life upon each word eye right
Butt eye still get more wrong than eye get write
When they rote this spelling chequer
Its plane there wires were crossed
Yaw only knead too get it write
Is the dictionary yaw chequer lost

Peter Holt

Beverly said...

I love that...have read it before. You can never depend on spell check. My son had to write a paper once, typed the word job "fob". I proofread his paper, pointed out the error. He didn't know what a fob is. He does now.

wordnerd said...

I love this! It reminds me of a post I did way back when I first started. I simply took an old post and made all the "suggested" changes, and then posted it again. Hilarious. I might just have to dig that one up...

Shephard said...

Clever poem. My head hurts now. lol

Jamie Dawn said...

It pained me to read that!!
Very cute!

Smiler said...

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