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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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Poppet's Prosey
Heaven knows why you wish to hear anger and misdirected blame tossed toward you on the ether by unknown souls, what a shame .. You are misguided, mistaken, a mischievous little maudlin imp to encourage such bad behavior, and to have us not skimp. Hornet nest poker, naughty miss, you'd withhold a frog's first kiss Listen young lady, no good comes of bad reminisces so, curb control issues, chart your own course, hand on the rudder, I see you there now, through my third eye, so, don't think to sputter. Silly, silly, woman, a whirlwind you wanted and now you fret, you just remember, never forget, you're a real girl poppet. Stringless poppet with that cute little nose, so engrossed in prosey write to me from alphabet soup, spin me a fairy tale rosy. Divine are the curls 'pon your head and your sparkling green-blue eyes and that heart of gold ..well..you're loved and it's no real surprise for you sprinkle stardust on our lids at midnight, spinning sweet dreams. Blessed was the day you were born to this earth, smiles on moonbeams. Demur as a pink rose, soft as a kitten, we're smitten, addicted, transfixed, are all by the proseys you've written. Words, though sublime, can never truly tell of your glory, only Shakespeare and Wordsworth could do right by your story.
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