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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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My Pure Love For Math
Mathematics used to be called Arithmetic. I was the last one to know they had renamed it. I was in sixth grade, and furious when I discovered no one had told me. Addition. Okay. No problem. Subtraction. A bit trickier, more of a stretch, but doable. Multiplication. For some reason, I adored it! And word problems. Oh ,yes, more please! Loved them. Division. Not so excited; they took too long and remainders seemed dumb. Pre-algebra. X plus three equals 5. Okay, that one’s easy but then you add all those parenthesis and more and more letters, and it gets crazy. Geometry was a foreign language I simply did not want to ever see again. I did not understand any of it, and would like to never speak of it again. Statistics. I had to pass it to graduate with my degree. Just choke me now. And choke me hard enough that I do not have to do it tomorrow. I knew I would never use it, and guess what? I never have.
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