Modern tools

I have a spelling checker;

It came with my PC.

It plane lee marks for my revue

Miss steaks aye can know sea.

Eye ran this poem threw it,

Your sure reel glad two no.

It's vary polished in its weigh,

My checker tolled me sew.

A checker is a bless sing,

It freeze yew lodes of thyme.

It helps me right awl stiles two reed,

And aides me when aye rime.

To rite with care is quite a feet

Of witch won should be proud.

And wee mussed dew the best wee can,

Sew flaws are knot aloud.

And now bee cause my spelling

Is checked with such grate flare,

There are know faults with in my cite,

Of nun eye am a wear.

Each frays come posed up on my screen,

Eye trust to bee a joule.

The checker poured ore every word

To cheque some spelling rule.

That's why aye brake in two averse

By righting wants to pleas.

Sow now ewe sea why aye dew prays

Such soft wear for pea seas.

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