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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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Momma He's a Cowboy
Momma’s thankful for his looks, And how he spends the day. How he gets onto his horse, And slowly rides away. How he rounds the cattle up, Back into the herd. The simple he's and ha's, Are his trusty words. Momma he’s a cowboy, Built for this life. Momma he’s a cowboy, Who’s energy is rife. Momma he’s a cowboy, Who holds his gun with pride, Momma he’s a cowboy, God made him to ride. The way he fixes fence, And the way he brands the cows. All day basking in the sun, Tilling the fields by plow. The way he wears his cowboy hat, Working without his gloves. With busted knuckles all day long, Still doin’ what he loves. Momma he’s a cowboy, Who works the day on by. Momma he’s a cowboy, A workin’ kinda guy. Momma he’s a cowboy, Tanning that rawhide. Momma he’s a cowboy, God made him to ride. Well one day momma woke up, At the crack of dawn. She noticed something missing, Both his cowboy boots were gone. Then she quickly realized, He wasn’t made for her. But momma keeps on cryin’, Holdin’ onto his spurs. Momma he’s a cowboy, Will your tears subside? Momma he’s a cowboy, Who roams beneath the sky. Momma he’s a cowboy, Until the day he dies. Momma he’s a cowboy, God made him to ride.
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