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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Conversation Turns Competitive
Conversation today took a competitive turn. My daughter we saying she should clean something. I talked her out of it, she only has so many hours off a week. Why do something you don’t want to do? She tells me that she has a mess on the floor that has been there for hours. I tell her about my paint brushes I spilled on my art studio floor. I walked over them and broke them so I ordered more. How long have they been there? She asks. Three, maybe six months. I have candy bar wrappers under my bed, she confides. We have canned goods under the bed dated 1997, I tell her. I spilled pop on the carpet and left it there a week ago, she says. Competition in flat out full mode now. I have a family of raccoons living in my car. By now we are laughing, getting some fun out of it. The exterminators came In here last week and said “OOOHHHHH!” She tells me. Our mice are running up with garbage, asking that we please use the trash cans, I reply. Thanks Mom, she says. “I guess I do not have to clean yet.”
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