Re-writing "The Discontented Frogs"

One night a family of frogs was visited by their dear owl friend
who had a problem she hoped they could mend.
"I'm having a party tomorrow night, but the invitations I forgot to send!"
An offer of inviting others in the morning the frog family did extend.

When the sun began to rise high,
the frog family set out to invite all they came by.
They hoped other animals would not be too shy
and non would give them a side eye.

The frog family tried to invite a nearby cow
but they soon realized that they did not know how
to get the attention of her to say ciao.
And soon they had to dodge her hooves lest they trample their brow.

Next the frog family swam to a nearby pond,
but with Mama frog a big fish did try to abscond.
Even though within them fear had spawned,
they still tried to get the fish to their invitation respond.

Next the family of frogs called to a crane,
but she scooped up Papa Frog and caused him pain.
On Owl's party, the family decided, this bird would be a drain
and so they left, feeling some strain.

Finally, the family of frogs came upon a family of ducks.
And so they said, "For our friend's party, we are looking for a guest influx."
The ducks were filled with glee and replied, "Just our lucks!
We think attending the party would be deluxe."

(Prompt by me)

The Discontented Frogs by McLoughlin Bros. published between 1880 and 1889
Readable here

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