It came with my Pea Sea.
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss Steaks I can knot sea.
Eye strike the quays and type a whirred
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am write oar wrong
It tells me straight a weigh.
Eye ran this poem threw it,
Your shore real glad two no.
Its vary polished in its weigh.
My chequer tolled me sew.
A chequer is a bless thing,
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right all stiles of righting,
And aides me when eye rime.
Each frays come posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule.
The chequer pours o'er every word
Two cheque sum spelling rule.
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Taken from Wikipedia, which claims the original was written by Jerrold H. Zar in 1992. Several versions exist. Wiki also claims that modern spell checkers would be able to consider more than pure 'spelling' and realise that a lot of the poem is wrong. We all know that's not true though, don't we?
2 comments:
I love that poem, it is so true. But I do find the grammar checker useful, it is usually totally wrong but it makes you re-read what you have just written and often it needs improvement. The newer blue line sometimes works with out of context words such as from and form. All a form of Artificial Intelligence which we have never been better warned against than in the 1974 movie Dark Star. ‘Let there be light….’
Hi Anne .. mostly thankfully my spelling is ok - I still hit through with your instead of you're .. not sure why - brain typing mix .. I know better.
I don't really use the grammar check either - but can see Snafu's logic ..
I've never seen that poem - so thanks for typing it out .. cheers Hilary
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