Lee's Funnies

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 quay and type a word 
And weight four it too 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 air or rite 
Its rarely ever wrong. 

Eye halve run this poem threw it 
I am shore your pleased two no 
Its letter perfect in it's weigh 
My chequer tolled me sew!


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