It marques four my revue, miss steaks eye kin not sea.
Eye strike a key and type a word and weight four it two say,
Weather eye am write or wrong, it will show me write a weigh.
As soon as a miss steak is maid, it nose bee four two long,
And eye can make the error write, it's rare lee ever wrong.
Eye halve run this poem threw it, eye am shore your pleased to no,
It's letter perfect all the weigh, my spell checker told me sew.