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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My Favorite Things comes to mind... a random assortment, a jumble of words a quotient of portions, quotidian served quixotic strivings of the great deca-dense obscured in meaning, eschewing all sense visions and nightmares and hallucinations erudite arguments, odd fascinations old geezers fondling memories of things most folk would not to mixed company bring inchoate ramblings of damaged young minds bubbled through water and cardboard box wine audible groans from the web server host these are the ones make me giggle the most shouting in vacuums, a riotous void pontificating, or mildly annoyed grieving, believing, or weaving a string virtuous outburst that don’t do a thing rants about orange man and all his mean tweets and, yes, “Let’s go, Brandon” to make things complete guns, poo, abortion, yes, all are discussed sometimes the thin-skinned bail out in disgust side by side, posting, the sage and the fool the wise in their youth and those starting to drool bleeping our excrement down on the page somehow it all seems to soften the rage when the bard shouts when the muse screams ‘bout covid or Vlad we’re at a computer with just poo to fling and that makes me laugh a tad
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