Dear John,

I want a man who knows what love is all about. You are generous, kind thoughtful. People who are not like you, admit to being useless and inferior. You have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you.
I have no feelings whatsoever when we'er apart. I can be forever happy; Will you let me be yours?




Dear John,

I want a man who knows what love is. All about you are generous, kind, thoughtful people who are not like you. Admit to being useless and inferior. You have ruined me, for other men I yearn. For you I have no feelings whatsoever. When we'er apart I can be
forever happy. Will you let me be?



Ann Owed two the Spelling Chequer

I have a spelling chequer, it came with my pea sea
It plane lee marks for my revue, miss steaks eye can knot sea.

Eye ran this poem threw it, your shore real glad two no
Its very polished on its weigh, my chequer told me sew.

A checker is a bless sing, it frees you lodes of thyme
It helps me right awl stiles too reed, and aides me when eye rime.

Each frays come posed up on my screen I trussed too bee a joule
The checker paws over every word, to cheque sum spelling rule.

Be four a vailing checkers, hour spell in mite decline
And if were lacks or have a laps, we wood bee maid two wine.

Butt now bee cause my spell in checked with such flare
Their are know faults with in cite, of non I am a wear.

Know spell in does knot phase, it does knot bring a tier
My pay purrs awl due glad den with wrapped words fare as hear.

To rite with care is quite a feet of witch won should bee prowed
And wee must dew the best wee can, sew floors are not a loud.

Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays, such soft where fore pea seas
And why eye brake into a verse, by righting want two pleas.

By: Anon he mouse.