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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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When Fanny would step into the light the crowd would scream and roar, They never left too much room for doubt about what they’d come there for. “Take it off,” they’d yell to her as she strutted across the stage, And she would happily oblige each one singing like a bird in a cage. Playfully she’d take off one glove and then bare both of her arms. The men grew quiet as they feasted their eyes upon her obvious charms. With a practiced kick and a flick of her foot off came a dislodged shoe, A skillful repeat from the other side and her feet were both bare too. And with a sly wink to the conductor the brass section would start to roll, The men would hoot and holler for more but Fanny stayed in control. So with an unzip and a little tug and some work from a bump and grind, Dear Fanny started to feel a chill in the air but the crowd didn’t seem to mind. But when the final stitch was dropped and Fanny revealed her glory, All of us men politely averted our gaze and we’re all sticking to that story.
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