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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The Insanity of Poetry
I never did like rhyming, it's all in the darn timing. Words now just pop out on their own, all my good senses have simply flown. Most of my pals don't speak anymore, they find me such a big, dumb bore. I tell them it is not my fault, it's Poetry Soup that caused this assault. Give a forum, give a soapbox, that's when I find opportunity knocks. Help me somebody ! I'm losing my friends, throw away my pencils and all of my pens. Goodbye hubby, children and kin, This could be a beginning..or maybe an end. No meals have been made, no ironing been done, I'm way too busy, just having fun. I seem to sit here in a daze, thinking up yet, another phrase. I'm on this ride, a slippery slope, Soup, this is your fault, is there no hope ? I've made up my epitaph, it reads as follows : "Here lies a dope who spoke only in riddle, She could never seem to find the middle, of sanity and reality which, inevitably led to her own finality. "
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