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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required you think I'm simple minded because I'm nice when all I said was never fear knowledge after assassinating my inner constable to no on stage ill effect whatsoever jury selection being finally recognized as a ghost in the compulsory banquet gravy tilting the scales of Hollywood justice into a rumbling Holy Week effigy whose juggernaut pilot petitioned the tribunal shall we join cojoin and enjoin forces then but the twerking stenographer's pet spider had found a loose thread in her napkin and unraveled all the sequestered plots now showing at the Euphorium's Saturday matinee a carpet of Maat's Feathers underfoot making the guests' footfalls less bloody as the rope barrier welcomes them to a premiere of The Swivel Eye Boogieman from Turf Town who ripped my jaw off and beat me with it numerous times across the face of a full moon me struggling against brainless bewitchment defended only by the inadmissible fact that Swivel Eye knew he was a fool who manured where he slept and never wiped all the while screeching in high definition if you only knew me you'd love me and other wispy amputee petulances in my defense I attempted to mock the inevitable a tack as inevitable as famine and a resultant sausage plate at Aesop's Roadhouse on Route 666 between perpetually dessicated Languid Nervada and Blind Shoemaker Aridzona where the air was still free to breathe and discovery still ran in the taps their oracle coughing and wheezing at midnight reading between the phlem congested lines all is signal he spasmed build an antenna or get one shoved down your throat a circus passing through town tossed me a leaky canoe and I rowed to safety up that creek without a paddle
Enter Author Name (Not Required)