Ode to the Spell Checker.

You should not over depend on your PC's spell checker. Arun Shroff tells us why. Eye have a spelling chequer,

It came with my pea sea.

It plainly marques four my revue

Miss Steaks eye kin knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word

and weight four it two say

Weather eye am wrong ore write

It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid,

It nose bee fore two long,

And eye can put the error rite-

its rare lea ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it

I am shore your pleased two no,

Its letter perfect awl the weigh.

My spell chequer tolled me sew.