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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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Joining Hands
I wonder if the “gods” have a union a collective bargaining unit of sorts to protect the language of their contracts, mediate jurisdictional disputes, proclaim that “all gods shall be compensated in direct proportion to their minions devotion. The “god” union would also have to discourage any of the “gods” from breaking off to start another union offering better or more lenient conditions. Perhaps less severe response to crossing jurisdictional lines allowing the minions to decide what union to join which “god” to serve. But wait, wouldn’t that open the door for “open shop gods” who recognized no unions, compensated “their” minions unequally, offered little training, or job security? But wait, shouldn’t all minions have the right to work for any “god” they choose? Who are these entrepreneurial “un-gods” who choose to go it alone, demand a slice of the celestial pie and become a “god” unto themselves. John G. Lawless ©11/24/2021
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