Speaking (again) of Homophones…..
My friend Brian, the Air Force Vet, sent me the following clever bit, entitled “Ode to the Spell Checker”:
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea seaIt plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea.Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two sayWeather 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.
Sadly, I can relate.
