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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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BANG, BANG, BANG... There's someone banging on my door? It's so late at night, That I have to go make sure. I first look through the peephole, there's no one in my sight. I open up the door... the hall is empty, this isn't right. I lock it up and lay back down, I slowly drift back off to sleep. BANG, BANG, BANG... I felt my bravery retreat. I listened close, one more time to hear the bang repeat. I grabbed a bat, went to the door, this kid I'm going to beat. Once again, No one there... My nerves are catching fire. From this game this persons playing, I begin to tire. "Go away, Leave me alone...I'm trying to get some rest..." The only thing heard in response was my heart beating in my chest. ...An hour later in my bed, restless and awake. BANG, BANG, BANG... This stunt I will not take! I ran out of my room... and my door there stood wide open. I got a little closer, and saw that both hinges were broken. Suddenly the room felt cold, I wish this all would stop. BANG, BANG, BANG... I felt my body drop... (to be continued)
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