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.
( waffle1 is lurking on, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 20:22, 1 reply)

XD
Hahaha! That's ace.
( vix0r was not Matthew on, Sun 1 Feb 2009, 21:26, closed)