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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Ghost Towns Criss Cross Wide World
Information superhighway bumper to binary bumper. Stark contrast versus deserted macadam thoroughfares. Magnification rendered visualization coronavirus alias covid 19 courtesy electron microscopy plus sundry computer technology yours truly (popeye Olive Garden variety generic layman) breathtakingly held spellbound, née utterly transfixed vibrant spectacular design regarding inexplicable dynamic forces wrought creation (albeit - alluringly beautifully charming, deceptively eminently fascinating, and globularly highly intriguing biochemical cellular denizens - indubitably jackknifing kindred livingsocial man/womankind now outstripping Buffy the vampire (weakened immunity system of the down) slayer kickstarting pandemic induces Homo sapiens to experience extravagant fancy feast humble pie (just desserts) necessitate quarantine to minimize transmission, whereby (Gogol Ling) dead souls agonizingly writhe within purgatory tests mine Unitarian/nonestablishmentarian credo, never with me wildest imagination intimating detrimental fatal impact avast swath terra firmae, aye attest dominant primate species, not necessarily lost cause, nor civilization and discontents forsaken, but buzz feeding foretaste (think while leg propped atop desk - armageddon), of end times nonetheless triggering linkedin helter skelter, wrenching economy (globally webbed) doleful Lake Woebegone citizens haphazardly remaining approximately six feet between another human beings scrabbling, scrambling, scrimping, saving international decree obligating painstaking handwashing absolute zero socialization (comprising no more than ten people), said groupon crowdsource commingling verboten, yes tis moost ideal for solitary fellow (me barely a Yogi) yabba dabbling playing online solitaire, chess, listening to deep sleep music, meditating, reading, and/or writing.
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