Lest any of us think that with the advent of computers, the day will come when spelling and grammar are deemed not as necessary, this poem is sure to show that old Microsoft Word has a fallacy point or two :-) . Though a little out of the ordinary, this post will bring a good laugh to your day as it sure did us. There is certainly an analogy or two wrapped up in this phenomenon that is worth the heeding – any thoughts?

Keep up the diligent work on spelling & grammar and don’t depend too much on that old “pea sea“!

Ode to the Spell Checker

I have a spelling checker.
It came with my PC.
It plane lee marks four my revue,
Miss steaks aye can knot sea.

Eye ran this poem threw it,
Your sure reel glad two no.
Its vary polished in its weigh,
My checker tolled me sew.

A checker is aye bless sing,
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.

To rite with care is quite a feet,
Of which won should bee proud.
And wee mussed dew the best we can,
Sew flaws are knot aloud.

And now bee cause my spelling,
Is checked with such grate flare,
There are know faults with in my cite,
Of nun eye am a wear.

Each frays come posed up on my screen,
Eye trussed to bee a joule,
The checker poured o’er every word,
To cheque sum spelling rule.

That’s why aye brake in two averse,
Bye righting wants too pleas,
Sow now ewe sea why aye dew prays,
Such soft wear for pea seas.