Ode to the Spell Chequer (a poem)
April 17, 2001
By
Canadian Consulting Engineer
The following appears in the April 2001 issue of The Keystone Professional, the newsletter of the Association of Pr...
The following appears in the April 2001 issue of The Keystone Professional, the newsletter of the Association of Professional Engineers and Geoscientists of the Province of Manitoba. Roll over Samuel Johnson …
Ode to the Spell Chequer
Anonymous
Eye half 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.
