Spell checker no’s it’s limits
It
strikes when iron’s hot.
It
corrects where it is Abel
It
says when I am knot.
It’s
been working on this pome.
It struggles to secede.
There-it’s
got it happy
But
spell checker cannot reed.
by Brenda J Wood
Brenda, thanks for this little poem that so ably demonstrates the limitations of the spell checker. You put a smile on my face at the end of a long day :)
ReplyDeleteSew true!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the humour, er humor, er, . . .
ReplyDeleteI guess my computer doesn't write proper either!
Bryan
Luv, luv, luv it!
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