Owed Two a Spell Chequer

Eye halve a spelling chequer;
It came with my pea sea;
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye ken knot sea.

Eye strike a key and type a word
And weight four it two say
Weather eye am wrong oar write—
It shows me strait a weigh.

As soon as a mist ache is maid
It nose bee four two long,
And eye can put the era rite
Its rare lea ever wrong.

Now, eye halve run this poem threw;
I'm shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect awl the weigh,
My chequer tolled me sew.