The Spellchecker Song

I have a spelling checker
It came with my PC
It plane lee marks four my revue
Miss steaks aye can knot see.

Eye ran this poem threw it
Your sure real glad two no
Its very polished in its weigh
My checker tolled me sew.

A checker is a blessing
It freeze yew lodes of thyme
It helps me right awl stiles two reed
And aides me when aye rime.

Each frays comes posed up on my screen
Eye trussed too bee a joule
The checker pours o'er every word
Too cheque sum spelling rule.

Bee fore a veiling checkers
Hour spelling mite decline
And if we're lacks oar have a laps
We wood bee maid too wine.

Butt now bee cause my spelling
Is checked with such grate flare
There are know faults with in my cite
Of nun eye am a wear.

Now spelling does not phase me
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 be proud
And wee mussed dew the best wee can
Sew flaws are knot aloud.

Sow ewe can sea why aye dew prays
Such soft wear four pea seas
And why eye break in two averse
Buy righting want too please.