Labrador Rescue

I recently found this poem in amongst some papers, I dedicate to everyone who has been annoyed by spell ckeck!!!!

Spell Checker

I have a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It planly marques for my revue
Miss steaks eye cannot sea

When I strike a quay, right a word
I weight for it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar wright
It shows me straight aweigh

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee fore two late
And eye can put the error rite
It's rarely, rarely grate.

I've run this poem threw it
I'm shore your pleased to no
Its letter perfect in its weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.

Ky

Luv it!
Cent it two are sekratarie

Ann x

Eye think it's grate, two!

Ann, Paul & Zac x

Eye thinc eye knead a chequer lookin at mae resent posts.

Kay.xx

Oh ewe are a cleaver lot on ear.