I halve a spelling chequer
I got it on my pee see
its marks four my revue
cause mistakes I dew knot sea
eye right a word
and weight for it two say
weather eye am wrong oar write
it tells me strait aweigh
when a mist ache is maid
it nose bee fore two long
and eye put the era rite
its rarely ever wrong
I scent this massage threw it
I’m shore you pleased too no
it’s leter prefect in every weigh
my chequer tolled me sew
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