#videopoetry #smartphones
A brief poem about spellcorrrdd
Text:
My smartphone thinks “fir” is common
And “for” is rare;
I can live with this algorithmic
Prejudice
But when my sentence concludes
With the wish that my correspondent
Tabnkk g da hijdsdvn
I want to tear my hair.
First published in Asses of Parnassus, May 2021
Link: https://assesofparnassus.tumblr.com/post/650452872234975232/predictive-autocorredsdctt
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