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Owed to a Spell Chequer
Alpvalsys@AOL.COM
Thu, 8 Jul 1999 19:41:47 EDT
If anybody on this list thinks (s)he has a problem spelling, or if you
think
someone else does, then this little poem should put your mind at ease.
Got it from a friend.
> Owed to a Spell Chequer
>
> 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
> End weight four it two say
> Weather eye am wrong our write -
> It shows me straight a weigh.
> As soon as a mist ache is maid
> It nose bee fore two long,
> And eye kin put the arrow rite
> It's 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.
>
> - Sores unknown
Ralph V. Balfoort, Unit Commissioner
Albany, NY
I used to be a Beaver.... (NE III-135)
In the Beaver Patrol as a Scout, too,
and now Ktemaque (Beaver) Chapter,
Haudenosaunee Lodge #19, OA
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