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  • Unfortunately, I did not finish the book in time to have it ready for my grandson's birthday. I decided to have it printed as is (in its unfinished state), and then reissue it later when it is complete, because his fourth birthday is imminent.

    I originally painted some of the paintings in this book for San Cassimally's book. He has given me permission to use them in this book for my grandson. I have changed San's text on those pages as much as I could, to make my book different than his. The rest of the paintings and text are mine.

    The first page shows the front cover and title page. In the final edition, these will hopefully be different and include new paintings.
  • Frankie was talking to Noah one day
    when suddenly he leaned close to say
    Let's invite all our friends, the creatures, to come
    to my house to party, to eat and have fun.
    Noah applauded this wonderful plan
    And laughed with delight like a very wise man.

    Frankie helped Noah write on some paper
    Invitations to come to a party and caper.
    They’d fill up balloons with helium vapor,
    If they filled up enough it would lift up a tapir.
    The pigeons and crows and the owls and wrens
    carried the invites to their animal friends.
  • Mrs. Goose read the invite to her beloved mate
    and said, hurry my darling, we must not be late.

    Toward the party of note
    From somewhere remote
    on the water afloat
    came Gabriel Goat,
    who rowed his small boat
    with his weasely friend Stoat.

    (Page 5, with the goat and the stoat in the boat was originally for San's book.)
  • With an invite in hand and feeling quite grand,
    nocturnal diurnal Myrtle the turtle
    and her kind husband Wyrtle
    climbed over a hurdle with a shout that could curdle
    the milk of a piglet wearing a girdle.

    Brave Alastair Bear and bold Jeremy Hare
    With no time to prepare, ne’er a second to spare
    Brushed out their hair, dashed from their lair
    And with charm and great flair, took to the air.

    (The second of these, page 7, Bear-Hare-Air, is one of the paintings I originally did for San.)
  • Frankie bought janglers and bangers and hats
    and pickles and trumpets and green beans and mats
    printed designs with sponges for tats
    and napkins and glasses and sparklers for gnats
    bell balls and cloth mice and catnip for cats
    and miniature ships for housing the rats
    and upside down tables for seating the bats
    And towels and rags to clean up the splats.

    Slow Sammy Snail and Quincy Ann Quail
    opened their mail and rode on the rail.
    Caroline Crane who hailed from Spokane
    and was never mundane came also by train.

    (Page 8 is one of the pages I have not yet finished. Page 9, Snail Rail Crane Train is one of the pages originally painted for San.)
  • Mr. and Mrs. Jeremy Goose
    and their friends Aloysius and Frangelica Moose
    And a two herons who complained that their stockings were loose
    all rode together on a bright red caboose.

    Just after dark, Sheridan Shark,
    Leticia Lou Lark and Elli Aardvark
    gathered to embark
    for a sail on their ark.

    (Page 11, Shark-Lark-Ark, is another of the pages I originally painted for San.)
  • Frankie made a line-up of hats in a row,
    put pickles on platters and arranged them just so,
    tested toy trumpets to see if they’d blow,
    and sent out more invites with his eager friend Crow.

    Billy the Bison left his abode
    and hurried away down the road
    With all his might he peddled his bike
    And brought along his dear friend Shrike.

    (Page 13, Bison Bike Shrike, is one of the paintings I originally made for San.)

    (I painted the pictures out of order and Frankie changes age throughout, but not in proper sequence!)
  • Lenny the Leopard stepped and leapt
    While on his back, Sabrina Sloth slept
    And Lizzy Lizard stretched and crept.

    Well before noon, which was hardly too soon,
    Barry Baboon, Lonny Lee Loon and Randy Raccoon
    sung a sweet tune as they flew their balloon.

    (Both of these two pages were originally done for San Cassimally.)
  • Miss Moray Eel, who was quite genteel
    rode in a boat with a paddlewheel
    She sported one high heel,
    laughed with zeal
    and sipped iced kiwis
    with a lemon peel.

    Zacchary Yak in his black kayak
    raced Drew Gnu in his blue canoe.
    With their bearing on Frankie’s set to true
    over the surface of the water they flew.

    (Page 16 is mine alone and page 17, Yak-Kayak, Gnu Canoe, was originally done for San Cassimally.)
  • Gerry Giraffe laughed and laughed
    as he paddled his raft.

    Sitting aft (in the rear),
    Dimitri Deer
    held the rudder and steered
    and never once veered.

    Spoonbill and Duckbill
    and their friend Harold Hornbill
    rode a red wagon downhill
    with glorious freewill
    past the gristmill and sawmill
    until they came to a standstill
    at sweet Frankie's doorsill.

    (Page 19, Giraffe-raft-Deer-steer, is one of the painting I originally painted for San. Note that Deer is holding a beer, something not mentioned in the text for kids, but put in for the amusement of adults).
  • Frankie was singing and Noah was humming
    as they stood there and watched all the animals coming.
    Guests came in in ones and came in in threes
    and came in in twos with a whole swarm of bees.

    The party evolved toward some rip-roaring fun.
    They played musical chairs out under the sun,
    and tied tails to donkeys, had contests and won.
    Everyone cheered to watch racers run.
    Then they grilled hotdogs until they were done,
    added ketchup and mustard to warm toasted buns.

    The ducks danced with drakes,
    the mice kissed the snakes.
    They drank juice and shakes,
    And ate hundreds of cakes.

    (Page 21 represents two unfinished pages for which I have yet to make paintings!)
  • Frankie was such a proud happy boy
    Noah and he leapt and danced with great joy!
    The kangaroos jumped and the frogs and toads hopped
    And they all wished the party never would stop!

    And they partied and giggled and laughed and hoorayed
    and ate green beans and pickles and danced hard and played.
  • They partied for days, weeks, months and years;
    the sound of their laughter filled everyone’s ears.
    They partied ‘til the moon came up in the sky
    and then all creatures kissed Frankie goodbye.

    Then Noah went back to his ark for the night
    After telling Frankie, sleep well and sleep tight.
  • Frankie climbed all of the stairs to his bed
    And pulled his friend Sheepie right up to his head
    The lumpies and bumpies helped Frankie dream
    Of his wonderful party and the friends he had seen.

    And a page of actual photographs of Frankie "having parties" with his animals.

    I intended to do all the text of the book the way I did it on this last page of the book, but because of time constraints, this first edition could not be done that way.
  • Back cover with photos and mini paintings.
  • Some of you have offered to buy the book, and I deeply appreciate that. Here's why I cannot sell this book:

    1. It isn't finished yet.

    2. about 1/3 of the paintings and a small amount of the text came originally from San Cassimally's book. He owns the portion of the text that came from his manuscript.

    3. The book I ordered from Shutterfly for Frankie for his birthday cost ME $47 with two coupons for a 10 x 10 inch book! That's not counting my time, postage and all the art supplies, which are expensive. Even if I only charged $1 per book extra plus postage, who would want to pay that much for a book? (And see point number 2.)

    I may redo the paintings and text of the "overlapping" pages and make the book available at some point in the future, if I can sell it to a publisher or find a way to produce it cheaply enough that people could afford to buy it! I've been working on the book for two years and feel as if, in a way, it's been waste of my time, except the pleasure of sharing it with Frankie and family and you all on Cowbird and the practice in art. When I actually finish it, and if I redo it, I will let you know.

    Thank you so much for all your supportive comments on the various paintings as I completed them.
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