Spellceckers, Down

SpellCeckers, Down! ——————————————————————- I’m Spellcheckers. I’ll read your mind, Starting always from two lines behind. So, you’ll use up all your time Going back to proofread every line, Not for your errors, but for mine. I’m a pure-bred SpellCheckers. Even Presidents, those haughty men, Don’t like me, like when I turn “fiend” from “friend,” or, then When writing the nation’s budgets, I’ll change their “land” to “lend.” Hear Ye! I’m more than A pouf-wearing proofer, I’m Mother! “I know you better than you do.” Gimme a second, I’ll proof it to youse Look, in the necks Poem, I’ll let loose! ———————————————————————————- (c) sally young Eslinger 12/31/21