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
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.