A ditty for dyslexics....
Well not just dyslexics, Six agonises about his grammar, Gildy's commented about it, Span is spelling plough plow - but that's him just being a slapdash cutnpaster, having admitted dyslexia Lucy has required us all to remove the word verification anti spam device, and my youngest is dyslexic! So...any more for any more in the name check department? No? Then let's get onto a the spell check department, with a poem my Dad sent me for new year. (Yes he's a silver surfer).
Eye have a spelling chequer, it came with my pea sea,
It plainly marques four my revue, Miss takes eye can knot sea.
Eye strike the quays and type a word and weight four it two say,
Weather eye am rite oar wrong, it shows me strait aweigh.
As soon as a mist take is maid it nose bee four two long,
and I can put the error rite, it's rare lea ever wrong.
I've run this poem threw it, eye am shore yore pleas two no,
It's letter perfect in its weigh, my chequer tolled me sew,