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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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Lecherous Eyes and Brown Bags
Music leaps from open windows, gliding down steamy summer rays. The notes have loud mouths, shouting out bold, rude barbs of reality. Hip-hop, rap, heavy metal, all crash... clanging onto the pavement below, then flip-flop like a wounded bird. Dancers trip the light fantastic, cyclonic feet never stumbling, shuffling along chalk-marred sidewalks. Words jumbled in banging heads- buds in scathed ears, burning hissed tunes bouncing off graffiti bombed walls. Pungent fog from strange smoke crawls out of long black cars with rears jacked up, rolling down scarred streets, bouncing up and down with a bad rhythm from a sad. raucous concert, jerking like a drunk chicken strutting and kissing the ground. Pig-tailed girls jump rope, chanting the "lady with the alligator purse," paying no attention to strangers staggering by with lecherous eyes and brown bags holding secrets. Young boys play stick hockey on cracked walks, teething on puberty and swearing like crude sailors. The old woman watches from a top step, hoping someday the broken bottles will cut through the chains and lead to a better life.
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