The Ode to a Spellchecker was written by Professor Jerrold H. Zar of Northern Illinois University and published in the January/February 1994 issue of the Journal of Irreproducible Results. It became widely circulated by e-mail and the attribution was lost.
According to the author, 127 of the 225 words of the poem, although spelled correctly, are incorrect.
Eye halve a spelling check her;
Eye ran this poem threw it
A check her is a bless sing;
Each frays come posed up on my screen
Bee fore wee rote with checkers
Butt now bee cause my spelling
Now spelling does knot phase me,
To rite with care is quite a feet
That’s why eye brake in two averse
I have a spelling checker;
It came with my PC.
It plainly marks for my review
Mistakes I cannot see.
I ran this poem through it
You’re sure real glad to know.
It’s very polished in its way,
My checker told me so.
A checker is a blessing;
It frees you loads of time.
It helps me write, all styles to read,
And aids me when I rhyme.
Each phrase composed upon my screen
I trust to be a jewel;
The checker pores o’er every word
To check some spelling rule.
Before we wrote with checkers
Our spelling was in decline,
But now when we do have a lapse,
We are not made to whine.
But now because my spelling
Is checked with such great flair,
There are no faults within my sight,
Of none I am aware.
Now spelling does not faze me,
It does not bring a tear;
My papers all do gladden
With wrapped words fair as here.
To write with care is quite a feat
Of which one should be proud;
And we must do the best we can
So flaws are not allowed.
That’s why I break into a verse
Cause I do want to please.
So glad I am that I did buy
This software for PCs.