My Computer Now Has A Spell Check...
                   Sent in by Bev Truter

 Eye halve a spelling chequer
 It came with my pea sea
 It plainly Marx four my revue
 Miss steaks eye can 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 made
 It nose bee fore two long
 And eye can put the era rite,
 Its rare lea ever wrong.
 Eye have run this poem threw
 I am shore your pleased two no
 Its letter-perfect awl the weigh
 My chequer tolled me sew.