A Powerline there's Compleat fun.
Here's a bit of it.
ODE TO THE SPELL CHECKER
Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques for my revue
Miss steaks eye kin knot sea
Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased to no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.
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