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Ode to Spell Checker
Eye halve a spelling checker it came with my pea sea it plainly marks four my revue Miss steaks eys 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 checker tolled me sew.
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