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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 the photo graphic, 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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Scuddle Butt and Martzy Putt Go Christmas Shopping
Scuddle Butt and Martzy Putt, those two nonsense senior rhymers, Drank. Yes, drank too much beer anticipating Christmas cheer. We’ve got to stop; we need to shop; we’re out of time, old-timer. The children called; they gave their list; we are Santa’s helpers...never fear! They left to shop, but made a stop at Flander Shop, their favorite baker. And there they ate so much rum cake each one became a belly achier. Never mind, said Martzy Putt, ‘Tis the season to be jolly.” So they wandered down the shopping strip for mistletoe and holly. We have to buy great toys for kids: like bikes with streamers streaming. Video games from the electronic store, jewelry, new clothes, DVDs, and more. Yikes! They started screaming; then, began some Christmas scheming. They laughed all day at the thought of it, telling the children that Santa was dead. About that time, the morning beer was still spinning around in their heads. “Cheers, my dear friend, Martzy Putt,” and they joked about their plan. All the while selecting gifts, doling out money…across Christmas land. © November 17, 2010 Dane Smith-Johnsen
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