The Spell-Chequer Poem.......read it before?

[Pert_UK]

It always amuses me, especially when reading some of the posts on hear (he added with an hair of superiority).....

:-)

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 rarely ever wrong.

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

Source:

Its quoit common, butt I got it from hear:

http://www.geocities.com/SouthBeach/1915/chequer.html