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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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Roast of Rhyme - Rhyme Schema
I am trying to relate to the strategy of rhyme, Using words to titillate from the droll to the sublime. Do I write "a rime that scintillates" to describe a ghost Of frost? I consult the information highway hosts Who assimilate rhyme-chimes on internet dot coms, Those prime verse doctors granting aid so poems do not bomb. I'll create a word-dance show to equate a tango's flow, So solitude and fortitude and quietude must glow! These multitudes of disciplines provost my attitude; Will you, for faulty demeanor, please grant me latitude? My aptitude to mutilate (a crime I must not boast.) Is like a marmalade of brine upon my morning toast. I ventilate and, then, deflate my inmost certitude; This grime will grow in plenitude, a naughty turpitude. I'd rather ev'ry word I post would jubilate the coasts, Mime the scent of thyme about each lyrical outpost. This roast of rhyme will blow ego and have me eating crow If I don't quickly disappear, you know, vamoose and go. © Faye Lanham Gibson, June 10, 2014
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