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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I loved a suburban woman, but she didn’t urban love me as deeply as a brother needs She said I was too ghetto But my bank account said I was qualified gated community CitiBank gitti ghetto said it, not me Me and the peer pale woman I loved first met at a posh mall eatery — Prime strip real estate Stick country I placed a Goshen order well done, she chose the rarest choice portion Cultural umbilical enamel taste separation can truly spoil a light-hearted, chit-chat appetizer before the main course serious conversation can be debate served But we paid for the interracial mis-communication with a blank checkered past de facto acceptance However, piano key BF minor note playas, didn’t like this soul tune Neapolitan love flavor And her ivory ears lemming listened to others’ ebony fears, but I chastised my street kin vanilla skin haters I told my suburban love, she's too weak of a good woman to let bad influences dictate what she need Say who she shouldn't be with ... or who she should be This hurt her deeply, real personal She just couldn’t rise above her environmental bigot barometric pressure Her parting words were straight suburban truth — I was way too ghetto fear proof! Soul understanding is a beautiful natural fact ... life goes on: and tears roll gitti ghetto like that
Enter Author Name (Not Required)