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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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every happy face, every twinkle in the eye approaches with or without a child, bundled up regardless of whether there is snow on the ground regardless whether it is actually cold outside & the first thing they ask is how much a tree is. the question is asked, regardless if there is a big sign just in front of the mass of trees standing, in which said salesman is pacing slowly, waiting for the next vessel of holiday cheer to enter their world--- and because the salesman bites their tongue, despite whatever it is that they themselves might be feeling, there is not a lashing out at the individual, who, bubbling with excitement , probably wouldn’t listen to them anyway, when they remark that the price of the trees was posted, and that said customer passed it just as they came fleeting in. sometimes the person who shows up for a tree has been sent by another, for you can see the “errand” in their face--- they do not walk with wide glowing eyes, and often they have no child dragging behind them--- the salesman wonders if in fact, this person, more than the others, is on a level more conducive to her/himself. for the salesman, alas, cannot join in on the private bliss of every domestic happy drone who comes tumbling in--- they may even be thinking, possibly even pondering all the holiday suicides that pile up around this time of year, and it just doesn’t come with a smile.

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The X-Mas Tree Salesman

every happy face, every twinkle in the eye approaches with or without a child, bundled up regardless of whether there is snow on the ground regardless whether it is actually cold outside & the first thing they ask is how much a tree is. the question is asked, regardless if there is a big sign just in front of the mass of trees standing, in which said salesman is pacing slowly, waiting for the next vessel of holiday cheer to enter their world--- and because the salesman bites their tongue, despite whatever it is that they themselves might be feeling, there is not a lashing out at the individual, who, bubbling with excitement , probably wouldn’t listen to them anyway, when they remark that the price of the trees was posted, and that said customer passed it just as they came fleeting in. sometimes the person who shows up for a tree has been sent by another, for you can see the “errand” in their face--- they do not walk with wide glowing eyes, and often they have no child dragging behind them--- the salesman wonders if in fact, this person, more than the others, is on a level more conducive to her/himself. for the salesman, alas, cannot join in on the private bliss of every domestic happy drone who comes tumbling in--- they may even be thinking, possibly even pondering all the holiday suicides that pile up around this time of year, and it just doesn’t come with a smile.