>SMILE for Monday, January 25, 1999 > >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. >--------------------------