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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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by Michaelw1two in the pit, of my abide; someone breaks wind, burning odour takes over; earth's tides switched forever, the sun's flares reach further; who cares... if I were reversible, an awful thought, is this possible; notions maw, those hooves that paw, you reduced, made by things minuscule; by the straits, of your hypocrisy, who cares... soon, so soon, silver slippery spoons, you think, you thought, you brought, you swoon; your image, reflected through time’s hourglass, contained, within a porcelain thrones surpass; you asked, you demanded, oh fool reprimanded, who cares... beholden to and only hued, of a mindset maimed, god damns, those whose houses, cause humans pain; will contained, this moment’s spine, unholy trilogy, your image, and a cracked reflections eulogy; this shall then divide you, male from other, who cares... man, from thought, from lover, man from mother; we will to meet, exposed flesh, the finished treats, if we speak, you surely will recognize your creator; my voice, the things it’s yearn, oh shite you say, want to hear, can you bare, your thoughts this day; who cares... April 2013
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