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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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Ruminations
Don’t call Moses a liar he was much more than that There are no sands of time just time and sand (and not enough of either in this land) Just one way is one too many ways skin a cat. Peter denied Jesus thrice and he still got a booking Space is hurling through us not the other way around Don’t look for the Arc it’s…just stop looking (it will never be found). Better to not be a fly on the wall lest disaster strikes The Sun doesn’t set never sets it’s on the other side (something none of us really likes) Lollipops don’t pop no matter how you’ve tried. The Titans are still pissed over losing the war (and they are gunning for revenge) When rain falls its not f'ing tears its more Pyramids weren’t built by people nor Stonehenge. Man has designs on woman and it will always be The rib wants home the home wants another rib (don’t ask me) Marriage is indentured servitude for the glib. While we’re at it love: ill-fated concept for mammals A tree falls you’re not there it still makes a sound (quite a shambles) And yes the egg came before the chicken was around. This is your mind this is drugs now what to do? (so many choices so little time) If she has that look in her eye who is defining you? And thus endeth this unplanned rhyme. (click on the pic to buy my poetry book!)
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