Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

Free online greeting card maker or poetry art generator. Create free custom printable greeting cards or art from photos and text online. Use PoetrySoup's free online software to make greeting cards from poems, quotes, or your own words. Generate memes, cards, or poetry art for any occasion; weddings, anniversaries, holidays, etc (See examples here). Make a card to show your loved one how special they are to you. Once you make a card, you can email it, download it, or share it with others on your favorite social network site like Facebook. Also, you can create shareable and downloadable cards from poetry on PoetrySoup. Use our poetry search engine to find the perfect poem, and then click the camera icon to create the card or art.



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I'm not an anti-social person, I insist. See, I have 184 people on my contact list. Granted only 22 of them are online And only 3 on mobile, which is really fine. Let's just say I enjoy the company. And honestly 22 people is plenty. Even though I only talk to one or two, Besides, I haven’t got much else to do. The thing that I enjoy the most Is the concept of talking coast to coast. I like the little box in a window so blue. And the thought that someone else has one too. I'm not an anti-social person. I'm just a teen Sitting alone in a room. Facing a bright screen As the hours of my life slowly tick away. Before you know it, I've been here all day. But I like the silence. It makes me strong. Sometimes I break it, and play a song. I could surf the web, find something I like. If not I could just play Counter-Strike. But then I stop and begin to think. I've been sitting here all day, no food or drink. And pretty soon I start to stink. I don’t think I can even blink. What if I was to go outside? Would I succeed, if I tried? But the web is so awesome! I laughed and I cried. Sitting very lonely, as the planets collide. Now I feel distraught, Obnoxious to the clocks. Am I really anti-social? Am I starting to rot? Behind these bolts and locks Lies the answer I have sought. I think hard, holding on to my socks. But before I could finish my thought... Ding! You have 1 new message in your e-mail inbox.
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