Tribute to Garfish

[mstacey]

Its Chris Mass Thyme

Eye halve a spelling chequer
It came with my pea sea
It plainly marques four my revue
Miss steaks eye kin 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 fore two long
And eye can put the error rite
It's rarely ever wrong.

Eye have run this poem threw it
I am shore your pleased two no
Its letter perfect in it's weigh
My chequer tolled me sew.

[MeMe]

.........but the hole lot red pearfictly well two me eneweigh

[Jon Brooks]

Martin

You are wasted, very funny

Regards

[Rogue Wave]

tHats's verry funneee Martinn. I eggspekt yoo wil bee de furst onn de flikka, down't forgrtt yore parashewt!

merri mXas yew nobbar

[The Garfish]

Originally Posted by Jon Brooks

You are wasted

hee wil bee wen i gett mi fkin ands onn im. taykin de pis owt ov wan ov lyfes litterairy orfans iz nott de dun fing.

i cudunt elp nott avin a edyewcashun. i ad uvver fings too doo. runnin a prowtekshun rakkit wen yoorr ayt fkin yeers owld iz verry tyme connsumin.

i fink i wil repawt dat powst too de tenn fut torl bastud dat runns dis syte.

gArf.

oh an a merry fkin crismus too orl yew ribnobburs. .

[The Jackeens]

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