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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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From the North, they came in wooden longboats, to the monastery of Lindisfarne. A Kingdom of Northern Brine to plunder the church and steal its gold. The priests had their blood splattered too ill-equipped to fight as they were fragile and old. A marriage was taking place at the time of the raid, between a Noble Knight and his bride. There was no place to run no place to hide, no one to give them aid. The Vikings brought death and a horrifying day, they caused a wailing that chilled to the bone. The stench from the dead danced on the wind where the bodies lay, as misery and torment were never alone. A battle axe in a Vikings hands brought fear to the priests and their church, they spared none, splattered their blood onto the stone floor, set fire to the door. The Knight stood alone as his death came toward him, as he faced the axe in mail-covered skin and never retreated as his death rushed in. He died...his blood-soaked blade lay across his chest, and his honor held through his anguished cry of pride. Within the burning walls of the church's death knell lay his bride, next to her Knight where her body fell. This was the day when two worlds would collide and sent shockwaves through the Kingdom land-wide.

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They Came From the North

From the North, they came in wooden longboats, to the monastery of Lindisfarne. A Kingdom of Northern Brine to plunder the church and steal its gold. The priests had their blood splattered too ill-equipped to fight as they were fragile and old. A marriage was taking place at the time of the raid, between a Noble Knight and his bride. There was no place to run no place to hide, no one to give them aid. The Vikings brought death and a horrifying day, they caused a wailing that chilled to the bone. The stench from the dead danced on the wind where the bodies lay, as misery and torment were never alone. A battle axe in a Vikings hands brought fear to the priests and their church, they spared none, splattered their blood onto the stone floor, set fire to the door. The Knight stood alone as his death came toward him, as he faced the axe in mail-covered skin and never retreated as his death rushed in. He died...his blood-soaked blade lay across his chest, and his honor held through his anguished cry of pride. Within the burning walls of the church's death knell lay his bride, next to her Knight where her body fell. This was the day when two worlds would collide and sent shockwaves through the Kingdom land-wide.