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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Painting the World Fuchsia
Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's start with the fire trucks for every city. Let's paint the town bandstand and each dog and kitty. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's paint my mother-in-law's little and big toes. Let's start at the top now, and slather pink on her nose. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? My underwear is already a vivid hot pink. Let's paint my refrigerator, and my dull gray kitchen sink. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Where is my prissy neighbor who tells me how to vote? I will hold her down, as you paint her and her little nanny goat. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? Let's call a town meeting, and change all the uniforms. Let's change the high school mascot, and fuchsia all the forms. Anything I want to be Fuchsia? I do not care how much it costs. Everything is going to be pink. The streetlamps, the trees, the stop signs, until we run out of ink. I will be known as the Fuchsia Queen. You can grovel and bow. I love fuchsia, as you can probably see. Come closer, my love, so you can become the same color as me.
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