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.
Enter Title (Not Required)
Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The sun rose in the west today – or, perhaps, I was standing on my head? I went to a funeral for my very best friend, but the chap wasn’t even dead! Said he wanted to be eulogized while drinking a pint of beer. I think the things we said about him, weren’t exactly what he wanted to hear. “He was, or is, an egotistical old bastard – doesn’t surprise me in the least, that he wants to attend his own funeral service – God, what a horrible beast!” And that, my friends, was from his Mom; the best friend a boy ever had. “When finally they put his body in the ground, I think we’ll all be glad.” Egad! Global warming took a holiday, as the snow piled up real high; that bugger for whom we passed the plate, took out his wooden eye. The casket was full of cold cuts; The bartender doubled as the priest; I took another shot of tequila, while the sun started setting in the east. The ladies started undressing; my organ started to rise; I played Beethoven’s “Requiem”, with it pointing to the skies. The only tears that were shed today belonged to the corpse who was still alive – His ex wife sang that old Gloria Gaynor tune, “You know, I will survive!” The next time he throws a party for himself, I think he’ll choose a different theme – And maybe the people who come and get drunk won’t be so awfully mean!
Enter Author Name (Not Required)