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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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*Hey guys :-) If you've got time to leave a little comment, I'd really appreciate any feed back you're willing to proffer. Constructive critcism and suggestions for improvement are very welcome. Thanks!* First born, first loved, The poison apple of your eye, Golden boy with the Midas touch, Well his fingers will leave you dead and cold, Applaud him for his dirty tricks, The lies you cherished, The illusions you loved, Marvel at the magic show, He’ll saw you in half if he gets half a chance, Turn away inconvenient truths, Shoot or shun the messenger, Fire at will, But be sure to keep it under wraps, You always disliked unpleasant scenes, They said you were a real bright spark, A beacon in the distance, But electricity always flows, Down the path of least resistance, And in the end the hardest choice, You’ll make before next time you see me, Is less between what’s right or wrong, And more what’s right or easy, So don’t preach to me from your holy books, Repentance, forgiveness, charity, The words turn foul on his silver tongue, A 21st century Pharisee, As I suffocate under his alchemist touch, I’ve forgotten the man he used to be, His hardening hold, Your glorious boy, A walking cliché is all I see.

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Son of the Morning

*Hey guys :-) If you've got time to leave a little comment, I'd really appreciate any feed back you're willing to proffer. Constructive critcism and suggestions for improvement are very welcome. Thanks!* First born, first loved, The poison apple of your eye, Golden boy with the Midas touch, Well his fingers will leave you dead and cold, Applaud him for his dirty tricks, The lies you cherished, The illusions you loved, Marvel at the magic show, He’ll saw you in half if he gets half a chance, Turn away inconvenient truths, Shoot or shun the messenger, Fire at will, But be sure to keep it under wraps, You always disliked unpleasant scenes, They said you were a real bright spark, A beacon in the distance, But electricity always flows, Down the path of least resistance, And in the end the hardest choice, You’ll make before next time you see me, Is less between what’s right or wrong, And more what’s right or easy, So don’t preach to me from your holy books, Repentance, forgiveness, charity, The words turn foul on his silver tongue, A 21st century Pharisee, As I suffocate under his alchemist touch, I’ve forgotten the man he used to be, His hardening hold, Your glorious boy, A walking cliché is all I see.