While SpellCheck programs are useful, they are not infallible, as this cautionary tale highlights.
Original poem 1991 by Mark Eckman and Jerrold H. Zar
(and subsequently added to by admirers).
The authors' names – if you paste it into Word – will be the only things underlined in red.
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plane lea marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike the quays and type a whirred
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
Your shore reel glad two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
A chequer is a bless sing
It freeze yew lodes of thyme
It helps me right awl stiles two reed
And aides me when eye rime.
Each frays come posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule.
The chequer pours o’er ever reward
Two cheque sum spelling rule.
Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
Their are know fault's 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 watt your seeing hear.
To rite with care is quite a feet
Of witch won should bee proud,
And wee mussed dew the best wee can,
Sew flaw's are knot aloud.
Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas,
And why eye brake in two averse
Buy righting want too pleas.
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