2 February 2013
(I didn't write this poem, and I don't know who did. Enjoy anyone, and thank you to whoever did write it. )
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As soon as a mist ache is made It nose bee fore two long And eye can put the error rite Its rare lea ever wrong.
I have run this poem threw it I am shore your pleased to no Its letter perfect awl the weigh My checker tolled me see.
Eye Halve A Spelling Checker • Opuss № I