Thank Goodness for Spell Check

The typographical error is a slippery thing and sly

You can hunt till you are dizzy, but it somehow will get by.

Till the forms are off the presses, it is strange how still it keeps;

It shrinks down in a corner and it never stirs or peeps-

That typographical error, too small for human eyes,

Till the ink is on the paper, when it grows to mammoth size.

The boss, he stares with horror, then he grabs his hair and groans;

The copy reader drops his head upon his hands and moans.

The remainder of the issue may be clean as clean can be;

But that typographic error is the only thing you see…

author unknown from a 1943 high school yearbook

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About Life in the 50's and beyond...

Welcome to Life in the 50's and 60's and beyond .... where I write about my childhood memories, music of the 60's and about life in the country. I am a mother, grandmother, farmer's wife, business owner, and retired teacher.
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3 Responses to Thank Goodness for Spell Check

  1. Sunshine says:

    Yes, very thankful! 🙂

    Like

  2. Amy Elder says:

    Lee worked in the newspaper business for 15 years and he can relate to thay poem.

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