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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The Big Surprise
I was looking forward to the big surprise. My daughter had called to say it was a prize. We ran to the porch before the big demise. Because we have a puppy who chews everything that hits his eyes. What is it? What is it? My husband asked with glee. I said wait just a second. There is a bunch of tape as you can see. It was not the gift we had been waiting for from our daughter Vee. It was a mop head, which had been sent as a replacement for free. We opened every Amazon box with relish that week. But alas, the big reveal never appeared with even a peek. It was a fruitcake, our daughter said with a squeak. We looked at Buddy, our dog, whose language is Greek. You do not suppose he devoured it, I asked my husband Fred. He would not eat a fruitcake, no one likes them, Fred said. And he could not open the tin, right? I asked. Buddy’s face was red. We found the tin later, in pieces, laid up in back of the shed. There was not a bit of fruitcake left for the mice or the raccoons. So to all those who use fruitcake as a label for crazies and loons. I have just one thing to say. Here are your large silver spoons. I shall order you some fruitcakes, you silly Christmas loving goons.
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