Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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Ring Damn It
Ring damn it!!! - Dust collects on the closed slatted blinds as carpet stains scream each time I walk through leaving trails of bread crumbs and ashes, though without you I always find my way back to those corners in the dark where cobwebs celebrate solitude awaiting a face to capture and laughing as they surf the web A broken down couch of green fabric, worn and tattered from unending naps, groans of feet propped up on its arms (Blood flow to the brain…yeah whatever) Beer bottle rings create a drunken mosaic on a helpless coffee table between scattered junk mail, wayward Doritos and a cell phone with an almost dead battery The one I stare at, waiting for it to chime, beep, ding, play the Game of Thrones theme song, whatever the hell it is supposed to do when you call…when you call as I am reminded how much I hate commercials, all of these happy people running around driving new cars, going out to dinner, finding name brand shoes at discount prices Why can’t I forget, lose those memories File them away somewhere, like a drawer in the kitchen I never use, it’s no use, you are there, always on my mind That smile, those eyes, the times I felt truly loved and I still laugh…me, loved? Maybe that was the problem, maybe that was my problem, maybe I was the problem…ring damn it!!!!
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