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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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Morning Iz Electra
By Jove...Zeus cleft Eos tacit alibi pact wrought since time immemorial bye and bye temporarily, symbolically, and unwaveringly superstitions, phenomenal mysteries jaw dropping eve vents out of sky explained where within fie foo fighting mythological pantheon, the dualistic forces of light and dark didst die whar, yours truly did e'er lee ask why, and simultaneously warily eye, whence no idea why aboot twelve hours prior, predictable regular tug of war try ensued, when twilight didst sigh leant lee enshroud the dusky sky light speedily seeped away, hence nightly raiment of Astraeus predictably quashed, nee wrested with nary a cry this September twenty ninth, unusual wakefulness state crafted golden opportunity didst nudge me fort hoo try to maximize spate of bright tailed and bushy eyed, state, which rare quotidian event, I unfortunately rarely espy, cuz my circadian rhythm usually well nigh finds me sound asleep at least til mid morning this guy, thus flush with more energy than usual aye make a feeble (minded) attempt to nudge, kickstart, and coalesce, viz nebulous thoughts within my fog enshrouded noggin unable, unaccustomed, and unwillingness relented for me to pry opened tightly shut – cubed bricked hermetically sealed steel trap eyelids ocular orbs didst defy Herculean dramatic attempt yielded futile tussle, where outcome brought stellar surprise high hoe, a spectacular dawn scene rarely seen by this guy.
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