3d • Wit & Banter
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Eye halve a spelling chequer; it came with my pea sea.
It plainly marques for my revue miss steaks eye kin knot sea.
Eye strike a quay and type a word and weight four it two say weather eye am wrong oar 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 rarely ever wrong.
Eye ran 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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