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heylinder · Rated XXX

Eye have 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 for it to say
Weather eye am wrong oar write
It shows me srait a weigh,
as soon as a mist ache is maid,
It nose bee fore two long,
That 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 all the weigh,
My spell chequer tolled me sew.