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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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Love is the Old illegal, Love is the new City Wide Ban.
Magical Malediction of Exasperated Want, Passion Fruit splayed Eyes of the World Are Cumming For Christmas Charcoals And Incinerated House Hold Pets (Under Trees.) Have you Gotten your Ticket Yet? Don’t want to be left out In the cold cold Ugliness, Now Would’ ya? Fragile, So Don’t try and Get away, I’m Quite sure your legs and Arms and Dainty Bits Would Chip like Glass and Bullets Dance Or Truth be Told And Told in Crass, You’d m()uck And m()uck Your Last ‘n Chance. “Boys jacking off in school toilets, by sight, know each other as agents of Galaxy X.” But do you know? And know it slow? Oh Honey face. Snapped room and strangely Flat, Mangled inhuman Waiters of poison Smut. Gather Round Serving part and rest-stopTrays, Of, Larceny as The New Citizen. Violation of the Sanitary Code, Squealing Certified doorways Lead to Crack (But not the Crack you Might think I’m talking of) The Kind that Hides and Peaks, The Kind that Speaks and Speaks, Oh, Of! and About! Those Long and Magical Maledictions Of Exasperated Want. Like Subtle brown Hairs, Revealed in harsh and Unforgiving Fluorescent Light, And in short, As you mother might say, -I am The Hero- -You Hate- -thend-
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