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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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ALAS POOR SOCK - A Sales Pitch Soliloquy
Alone I lie, upon this cold tile floor, a humble sock, once twinned— now twinned no more. O cruel Spin Cycle, thou relentless wheel, that tossed me from my mate with heartless zeal. Where is my partner now? Dost he yet roam the shadowed caverns ‘neath the dryer’s chrome? Once were we two, a pair in woven grace, matching in stripe, in purpose, and in place. Together did we warm the traveler’s tread, together faced the hamper’s rising dread. But now~ now I am but a single thread of fate, a lonely wanderer seeking out my mate. What foot shall claim me? What drawer grant me rest? What mortal hand restore what kismet hath oppressed? O merciful buyer, hear my muted plea: take pity on this sock bereft, yet brave. Lift me from this sorrowed laundry sea, and grant me purpose past the dryer’s grave. For though I stand alone, my fabric worn~ still beats within my heel a hope reborn.
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