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 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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The Rhyme Advancer With the Answers
Poetry Soup, The foundation where I’m planting my roots, Lassoed by a rope that’s never loose, Always bringing me back, I’m here, ready with no fear, high jacking minds causing post traumatic panic attacks, Ya no match for Quincy Mac! Always attacking while on track, Was once a street rat, intellectually faster and now your poetic master! The Rhyme Advancer with the answers, With deadly sexy stances of grammar, Aggressive techniques you don’t seek, seen as dangerous, so you lag and stagger, Dancing with words bringing this banger, Too advanced, for the ignorant class, who lack comprehensive swagger, Picking up my spanners, I assemble transcendental concepts making you tremble, Majority blessed by their synthetic environment, so minds are simple, worthless like a pimple, Needing popped, shocked into trauma, so you wake to the storm of the west, Always assuming ignorance is an asset, A threat to ya well-being, intelligence tells us we should want to know about everything, So learn to THINK, in sync with observations that interlink with the missing link, Quick, question your sick social rank, thoughts go blank? No one to thank for wise principals, I perceive myself as a human individual, home is earth, but cursed with feeble people influenced by evil, Been told I’m on a different level, NO! Believing this will take hold of my ego, Instead I write with flow and send out these writings to your brains radio, So turn it up! Yesterday, today, and tomorrow I pickup bombs of ammo, As I undergo experiences growing my vocab to blow minds, The Knowledge Mastermind, of good and the upheaval of fallen thoughts of evils, Painting life right now, in this domain claiming a divine easel, that equals more than worldly rules, Prepare ya tools, Reassemble your sanity from all the insanity and ball, Shit in the air, frequencies of fecal matter disrupting what you think, to you its nonexistent and nothing, Writings encoded deeply, not for the sleepy, hard to put together like a double sided puzzle, All or nothing, no trouble, with balance keeping an eye on my surroundings, while under my angels wings. Quincy Mac Date written: 11.6.2016
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