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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Cliques Can Be Used In Poetry
Ignorance is bliss said the uneducated Miss Take the tiger by the tail, and then give a hiss. A snake in the grass thought outside of the box You can’t judge a book by its cover, said the ox. Like a kid in the proverbial candy store Good things come to those who wait said Moore. In the nick of time there was a loose cannon swarm. All together it became the perfect storm. Cliques are like cans of worm said a tiny newborn. But like all God’s favorite things, every rose has a thorn. Grandma said, “The apple does not fall far from a tree.” She was referring of course, to that arrogant baby, Little Lee. What goes around comes around, Daddy interjected. That’s the pot calling the kettle black, Mom said, feeling rejected. No sense in beating a horse to death, said the uneducated Miss. The grass is always greener on the other side. She blew them a kiss. There are plenty of fish in the sea, they told Uncle Hank. But now he felt dead as a doornail, he was sweet on Miss Lank. He must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed someone said. If only walls could talk! Hank lamented. His face was quite red.
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