"Ode to the Spell Checker!"Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marque four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
ether 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.Unknown originator (Writer).