Spell Checker

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It came with my pea see.
It pliantly marks four my revue
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And weight four it two say
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It shows me strait aweigh.

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It nose bee fore two long
And eye can put the era write
It's rarely ever wrong.

I've scent this massage threw it,
And I'm shore your pleased too no
It's letter prefect in every weigh;
My checker tolled me sew.


*giggles* :)

Oops wrong hole. Meant to be in fun & games.

Sorry