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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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It’s all bad, it’s horrible, we’re mad, and mean, and furious. We’re tearing up people, throwing out “poor me’s” like crazy. You think you have it bad? Listen to this. I am stunned. Most are better at me than this. I decide to make up stuff. Everyone is grousing, griping, tossing swears into the air. I raise your swear, and double it! We are mad at everything. The government our bosses, our husbands, our pets, our neighbors. We begin giving them mean names. We are laughing so hard! There is a knock. Grandad wants to know if we are okay in here. We roll our eyes. But settle down two notches. Get silent. A few minutes later Grandma breezes in carrying a tray. She has warm pancakes, butter, syrup, large glasses of cold milk. As we begin our breakfast she tells us six to eight hilarious stories. About our moms, dads, aunts, uncles, even my dad. He lived on the corner. We are laughing so hard, that the entire room changes gears. We begin speaking in a positive, uplifting, happy optimistic way. Grandma has had the talent to change a situation to good her whole life. So were they mad? Grandpa asked when she came out of the room. I don’t know, she admitted. I rarely see mad. I don’t think she would recognize it if she did.

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Were They Mad

It’s all bad, it’s horrible, we’re mad, and mean, and furious. We’re tearing up people, throwing out “poor me’s” like crazy. You think you have it bad? Listen to this. I am stunned. Most are better at me than this. I decide to make up stuff. Everyone is grousing, griping, tossing swears into the air. I raise your swear, and double it! We are mad at everything. The government our bosses, our husbands, our pets, our neighbors. We begin giving them mean names. We are laughing so hard! There is a knock. Grandad wants to know if we are okay in here. We roll our eyes. But settle down two notches. Get silent. A few minutes later Grandma breezes in carrying a tray. She has warm pancakes, butter, syrup, large glasses of cold milk. As we begin our breakfast she tells us six to eight hilarious stories. About our moms, dads, aunts, uncles, even my dad. He lived on the corner. We are laughing so hard, that the entire room changes gears. We begin speaking in a positive, uplifting, happy optimistic way. Grandma has had the talent to change a situation to good her whole life. So were they mad? Grandpa asked when she came out of the room. I don’t know, she admitted. I rarely see mad. I don’t think she would recognize it if she did.