Literacy Poem

Hi
I got this from my cluster group last week and thought i would share

debating weather or not to pop it on the notice board!!

sarah

Poet tree with mist aches

I have a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques for my revue
miss steaks eye cannot sea

when eye strike a quay and right a word
i weight for it to say
weather eye am wrong oar wright
it shows me strait away

as soon as a mist ache is made
it nose bee fore two late
and eye can put the error rite
it's rarely, rarely grate

i've run this poem threw it
i'm shore your pleased to no
it's letter perfect in it's weigh
my chequer tolled me sew.

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