Spell Checker

Eye halve a spelling checker;

It came with my pea sea.

It plainly marks 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 spell checker tolled me sew!

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About Chase Morgan
Chase Morgan is just your average, ordinary All-American writer. Chase began writing several years ago, but never published anything until the "Are You Friggen' Kidding Me?" blog launched in August of 2009. Chase simply got tired of standing around and just observing all of the craziness in the world, so this anxious writer sat down and wrote the first "Are YOu Friggen' Kidding Me?" article on August 19th, 2009. Now, any time something makes Chase say, "Are You Friggen' Kidding Me?", the issue get's transformed into an article. Chase is currently single, homeless and living under a bridge in South Florida.

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