Greeting Card Maker | Poem Art Generator

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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God Help Ye Weary Gentleman, Let Nothing You Dismay
A Partridge perched upon a tree entices him to throw something! When songbirds sing and flap their wings two turtle doves, cause headache pain. Those mocking words, thread-worn with wear. remind him of the dollars spent. Defeat caves in, ... the thought of debt! He bends his head to shield his face, and steps upon the curb, to brace against the mob, against the throng, against long lines in shopping malls He watches herds with purses out, who attack the narrow aisles and park. Chagrins at purpose, poised, embarked They're mad! They charge like Joans of Arc! No one pays him time of day He feels the sting of frostbit cheer and leans beneath the canopy The sales are lit, with half-price tease and gaggled geese attack with glee! Pure instinct guides, their goal is keen Gifts supreme, they seek and find! He wonders, as they claim their prize, if what they buy, and dollars leaked will gratify their kin, divined? With weighty burdens in their hands and dollars spent from sun to sun, he waits until his wife is done. This madness took her far away within the glass enclosed array of Jingle Bells and money spilled, of trinkets, socks and Visa bills His feet are sore, a wrinkled coat, unruly hair,... it glistens now, With cheeks of red, he steels his breath. Forefathers did, before their death! Entrenched in snow beneath his feet, his stomach growls, he begs to quit He watches from the window glass. A check-out line!! She's close!!! ...... At last!! She's almost done, her purchase won!! She grins as if she's fetched the best! The smile she wears, he catches fast And makes it worth the weary quest!
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