Owed Two 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 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. Have a wonderful day!! Hugs, Anna

I had to send this around my office... LOL So funny! Thanks for the laugh Anna!

I thought it was too! glad you liked it hugs, Anna

Anna: This is SOOO clever! And shows just what a nightmare the English language really is! Thanks for sharing it! Love and hugs, Jersey