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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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They Wanted an A-Bomb
For 46 years - prideful and hateful Wrath, envy, spreading the net Building an A-Bomb, a decision fateful A sword to be held, like eternal threat Destruction, murder, elimination Iran, to wipe Israel off the map A sordid task for the whole nation Stubborn threats, boasts, contempt It was their purpose, the goal, the aim To end every Jew on planet Earth Fanned hot Middle Eastern flame To Hamas and Hezbollah, they gave birth Spread the tentacles, to suffocate To build an Islamic Republic empire Never learned from the old caliphates They are all gone, purged by fire Lusted for bomb, to be held as a club Over every fearful head, forever Wanted to enter the atomic club By picking the locks and feeling clever The last mile, they were almost there To grip the victory with the jaws Removing all stops, and didn’t care Moving forward without pause But no, those dreams never came to pass Atomic Persia, the purveyor of dread Where are you now, evil top brass? Someplace unfound, unburied and dead June 16, 2025
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