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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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What I Like
What I like, like liking least liked, looking loomed, losing lost leverage leaving less liked making it likely to take the least liked but this is not it. I can't contain the expression made by the she devil, love is evil and Im going to hell, my love doesn't grow, more like swell, well, still I call it that of which the first letter is L, what's the name? Boy to mel? Ow, call me stupid, who are you to judge, I still wouldn't fit at your scale, she leaves my heart pale, from skipping too many heart beats, she has cardiac arrest intentions, she forgets that my soul just freestyles... Like fat people who still eat junk food... She is what I like What I like, like liking least liked, looking loomed, losing lost leverage leaving less liked making it likely to take the least liked but this is not it. ooh Jesus Christ! Forgive me for the worst is yet to happen, hard to whipe out coz the towel had already dampen, for I try to be deep, being ignorant to the fact that I might be falling, its disturbing knowing for her ive been observing, serving my mind with new perspectives of life with her as the muse not Greek but the lust four letters of amuse, and starts to confuse, me, the simple minded simpleton who can't even simplify the most simplest of equations but simply put she is what I like. What I like, like liking least liked, looking loomed, losing lost leverage leaving less liked making it likely to take the least liked but this is not it.
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