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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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You could call me a goat in heaven Yes I am the goat that waters and watches the crops in Gods garden, for it is still early to sow and work as much as I want. Yes I am the goat that plants and waters the lemon grasses in Gods garden for with full blessing, I am anointed and paid with. You might call me, a mere goat, but my seeds are my grace. Whether you like it or not. Yes, I am the goat that harvests the crops in Gods garden, for I have sowed and planted when the morning was still rosy, young and new. O! what a shame! it hurts you now, for you boldly said to me, laughingly; I am an untouchable lion on earth. Now you are been rewarded with counterfeited blessings. Oh! sorry, my dear losser, now you know it’s pretty worthless, for you thought I was a goat, for sowing in heaven and not on earth. Oh! It’s too late to be a goat like me. Woah! you are begging and crying now; for your entire insignificant and insipid attitude has turned your fat bank account into a pot, filled with fart. Oh! Sorry, too late to sow in heaven, for this is dry season in heaven. I pray you will be able to wait till it is raining season in heaven, so that you could be a humble goat in heaven like me, and sow abundantly fruitfully.

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You Could Call Me a Goat In Heaven

You could call me a goat in heaven Yes I am the goat that waters and watches the crops in Gods garden, for it is still early to sow and work as much as I want. Yes I am the goat that plants and waters the lemon grasses in Gods garden for with full blessing, I am anointed and paid with. You might call me, a mere goat, but my seeds are my grace. Whether you like it or not. Yes, I am the goat that harvests the crops in Gods garden, for I have sowed and planted when the morning was still rosy, young and new. O! what a shame! it hurts you now, for you boldly said to me, laughingly; I am an untouchable lion on earth. Now you are been rewarded with counterfeited blessings. Oh! sorry, my dear losser, now you know it’s pretty worthless, for you thought I was a goat, for sowing in heaven and not on earth. Oh! It’s too late to be a goat like me. Woah! you are begging and crying now; for your entire insignificant and insipid attitude has turned your fat bank account into a pot, filled with fart. Oh! Sorry, too late to sow in heaven, for this is dry season in heaven. I pray you will be able to wait till it is raining season in heaven, so that you could be a humble goat in heaven like me, and sow abundantly fruitfully.