Hi,
Take a look at what I got from another discussion list.
> I have a Mark II of the speeling choocker pome ...
>
> I have a spelling chequer,
> It came with my pea sea,
> It plainly marques four my revue
> Miss steaks eye cannot sea.
> When eye strike a quay, right a word,
> I weight four it two say
> Weather eye am wrong oar wright
> It shows me strait aweigh.
> As soon as a mist ache is maid
> I nose bee fore two late
> And eye can put the error rite
> Its rarely, rarely grate.
> I've run this poem threw it
> I'm shore your pleased two no,
> Its letter perfect in it's weigh
> My chequer tolled me sew.
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