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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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Retail Therapy
Yesterday I found myself slumped into the saddest of trenches, for no particular reason other than a new moon cycle. Instead of flopping myself in my studio’s armchair to write, I drove to the mall for an outing probably more expensive than what a therapist would charge for an hour in his armchair. I wandered into the shoe store— something about leather which grounds me, whether the flimsy strapless heels or the closed-toed pumps or walkers. Already lugging two bags, I meander into the lingerie store for silk to accentuate my only remaining middle-age curves, skipping over the thongs and hesitating at the push-up section. I try on four or five pairs of underwear to accentuate my butt area, the part of a woman which shares the secret of her fitness, that I work on each morning at seven. I arrive at the boutique who sells my favorite blouses, gather some more bags, walking out with an almost terminal case of rope burn, until I finally decide it’s time to head back to my car. On my way I stop, smile, and realize there’s no better way to fight trench warfare.
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