Cheers:
The following from David Glauser - thanks Dave.
Eye halve a spelling checker.
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 lee ever wrong.
Eye have run this poem threw it.
I am shore your pleased two no.
it's letter perfect awl the weigh.
My checker tolled me sew.
----- Original Message -----
From: Graham Singleton <grasingleton@avnet.co.uk>
Subject: Re: SPELTCH ECKER
> >Cheers;
> > Last week someone sentr me a wonderful verse regarding Willy
> >Gates' above program.
>
> Can we all see it please?
>
> Graham
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