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A Poem for dah lulz


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Eye halve 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 tow say.

Weather eye am wrong or 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 chequer tolled me saw.

 

 

~Meti[/align]

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