Keith
You following this or do you need the Van Scoy version in HICK.
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From: ""LandSpeed" Louise Ann Noeth" <lanspeed@west.net>
To: "Landspeed" <land-speed@autox.team.net>
Sent: Thursday, February 15, 2001 9:44 AM
Subject: Ode
> Ode to the Spell Checker
>
> 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 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 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 sew.
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