Spelling Chequer
By Miss Steaks, Aug 2011
Dear Sir – eye have a spelling chequer, it came with my pea sea. It plane lee marks four my revue, Miss Steaks I can knot sea. Eye strike the quays and type a whirred and weight four it two say, weather eye am write oar wrong – it tells me straight a weigh. Eye ran this poem threw it, your shore real glad two no. It’s vary polished in its weigh. My chequer tolled me sew.
Miss Steaks, Bohemia Road.
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