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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required to tell the truth i have to tell the tale of a dangerous drunk...drowning in devil water...soon to get sunk menacing stares from demons all around...laughing as he stumbles and staggers in the lounge another sip of devil water...slippin deeper into sin he lights a cigarette and smokes his soul to death from open until close he stays shackled and he's chained i have to tell the truth...diminsihed he stays drained devil water brings the pleasure and the pleasure turns to pain riches turn to rags...beautiful babes and harlot honeys by morning turn to hags dressed in bags dark disguises get discovered sweat and tears in love stained sheets...he stays blind and undercover hungover like a cliff now he's searching for a remedy...pop the top on deadly poison...swallow hard his slow disease a slow breeze it turns into a whirlwind...twisting all of his thoughts,hopes,and dreams i have to tell the truth as his spirit starts to scream no way out as devil water starts to rise...sexy smiles turn into sharks and brothers turn into baracudas mind of madness just like a riot...lawless and loveless grab like looters spending all his cash on a healthy ass,and hellacious hooters taking shots like shooters...another bullet in his brain will this be the lucky night? will he go dark and deranged? DUI's like invisible spies...red and blue lights up the night he puts the pedal to the metal like an eagle fast in flight one turns into two and two turns into four and as four turns into eight...now he curses being born mile long skid marks where demons bark...100 miles per hour straight into a ditch...his corpse gets parked way down in the darkest depths now he drinks the devils vomit he gags and chokes and swears that he will never... the devil he just laughs as he pulls another lever anthony_beesley@yahoo.com
Enter Author Name (Not Required)