You have a spell cheque function
It came with you’re PC
It plainly marques for your revue
Mistakes you cannot sea
You strike a key and type a word
And weight for it two say
Weather your wrong or write
It shows you strait away.
As soon as a mistake is maid
It nose before two long
And you can put the error write
Because its knot ever wrong
In fact, I have run this little ditty threw it
So I am shore your pleased to no
It’s letter perfect in every whey
My spell cheque told me sew.
But that’s just my opinion. Watts youre?
