Monday, December 4, 2006

Office Humor

Owed Two The Spell Czech Er

Eye have a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea.
It plane lea 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.
Source: E-mail from Phil, original source unknown

1 comment:

Sas said...

Eye njoid ur poem vith sum kauphi