Spell Czech Soft Wear

#1
Long before auto 'correction' software mangled our tweets and text messages from our phones and tablets, word processors on our personal computers (and mainframes) had spell checkers that performed the same 'service'.

The following is a little bit of poetry (if I may apply that term to this doggerel) produced in that earlier era:



Inn Prays of the Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling Checker
Eye disk covered four my pea sea,
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.


A checker is a blessing.
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.


Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight for it two say,
Weather eye and wring oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.


Each frays comes posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a Joule.
The checker pours over every word
To Czech sum spelling rule.


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.

Bee fore a veiling checkers
Hour spelling mite decline,
And if we're lacks oar have a laps,
We wood bee maid too wine.

Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
There are know faults with inn my cite,
Of non eye am a wear.

Now spelling does not phase me,
It does knot bring a tier.
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.

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.

Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas,
And why eye brake inn two averse
Buy righting want too please.

Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no,
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew.
-Sauce unknown


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For every problem, there is one solution which is simple, neat, and wrong
- Henry Louis Mencken
 
#2
Long before auto 'correction' software mangled our tweets and text messages from our phones and tablets, word processors on our personal computers (and mainframes) had spell checkers that performed the same 'service'.

The following is a little bit of poetry (if I may apply that term to this doggerel) produced in that earlier era:



Inn Prays of the Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling Checker
Eye disk covered four my pea sea,
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.


A checker is a blessing.
It freeze yew lodes of thyme.
It helps me right awl stiles two reed,
And aides me when aye rime.


Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight for it two say,
Weather eye and wring oar write
It shows me strait a weigh.


Each frays comes posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a Joule.
The checker pours over every word
To Czech sum spelling rule.


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.

Bee fore a veiling checkers
Hour spelling mite decline,
And if we're lacks oar have a laps,
We wood bee maid too wine.

Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare,
There are know faults with inn my cite,
Of non eye am a wear.

Now spelling does not phase me,
It does knot bring a tier.
My pay purrs awl due glad den
With wrapped words fare as hear.

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.

Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas,
And why eye brake inn two averse
Buy righting want too please.

Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no,
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My checker tolled me sew.
-Sauce unknown


----
For every problem, there is one solution which is simple, neat, and wrong
- Henry Louis Mencken
I would be in deep trouble without a "spell" checker, even then I still get it wong sometimes. :)