The adventure of Rabbid and Uncle Jack (Prt 1)-A Poem

"Rabbid's better," the doctor says, a cough has kept him in for days.

A knock at the door, someone's there, "it's Mr. Jack," says Mrs. Rabbid.

The visitor explains his scheme, an expendition is his theme.

"Are you going to somewhere warm? I think his health this may reform!"

The legend of Golden Apples Jack has found, and to the Southern Sea he is bound.

In the harvicopter they will fly, sucking the apples right into the sky.

Rabbid's waiting, clothes in a pack, waving he drives off with Mr. Jack

The Professor at the tower is standing by, near the machine in which they'll fly.

All is ready, and goodbyes said, the harvicopter flies off overhead.

Soon Nutwood is lost in a haze, the pals fly on to warmer days.

On the map there is a feature, a drawing of a strange, odd creature.