Candidate for a Pullet Surprise by Mark Eckman and Jerrold H. Zar[1] I have a spelling checker, It came with my PC. It plane lee marks four my revue Miss steaks aye can knot sea. Eye ran this poem threw it, Your sure reel glad two no. Its vary polished in it's weigh. My checker tolled me sew. A checker is a bless sing, It freeze yew lodes of thyme. It helps me right awl stiles two reed, And aides me when eye rime. Each frays come posed up on my screen Eye trussed too bee a joule. The checker pours o'er every word To cheque sum spelling rule. Bee fore a veiling checker's Hour spelling mite decline, And if we're lacks oar have a laps, We wood bee maid too wine. Butt now bee cause my spelling Is checked with such grate flare, Their are know fault's with in my cite, Of nun eye am a wear. Now spelling does knot phase me, It does knot bring a tier. My pay purrs awl due glad den With wrapped word's fare as hear. To rite with care is quite a feet Of witch won should bee proud, And wee mussed dew the best wee can, Sew flaw's are knot aloud. Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays Such soft wear four pea seas, And why eye brake in two averse Buy righting want too pleas. [1] Mark Eckman wrote the first two verses of this ditty in 1991 while working at AT&T, where it appeared in daily company newszine _AT&T Today_. The following year, he heard back from Prof. Zar, who had evidently received a forwarded copy. Zar slightly rewrote the opening and appended 'pages and pages of additional verses'. For the record, Eckman's original version follows: I have a spelling checker It came with my PC It highlights for my review Mistakes I cannot sea. I ran this poem thru it I'm sure your pleased to no Its letter perfect in it's weigh My checker told me sew.