Above the island a Griffin stands.
Rabbid cries out as he spies land.
It is the isle they are looking for, no sign of any soul on the shore.
But from the cockpit Rabbid peeks, is that a vessel in the creek?
Now Mr. Jack cries out with glee, "I think we've found the golden tree."
To their surprise the tree stands tall surrounded by a golden wall.
Nothing about this in the book, they'd better take a closer look.
The vehicle land and the pals alight, but no one seems to be in sight.
It's odd, the apples are so high
To climb up, Rabbid's keen to try.
Just take a look, the pals agree, so Rabbid scampers up the tree.
He sees an apple, reaches out, touches it twice then gives a shout.
The apple's really made of gold
A beak appears, he loses hold
Rabbid falls but to no harm
Both fall down then look up in alarm!
A lion's body but wings of a bird,
It's the creature of which they heard...
The griffin is guardian to the apples golden,
But half of them have now been stolen!
He lay in wait to catch the thieves,
The pals' story he just can't believe
He starts to search inside the plane,
But his search for apples is in vain.
"If we'd flown in, you would have heard," says Mr. Jack, "It is absurd."
"We didn't know they were real gold!"
But the griffin just won't be told.
The griffin has not seen the boat,
Although on the sea it was afloat.
Rabbid says, "We could show it to you, if over the island we all flew"
To their plan, the griffin does agree, "But," he says, "Rabbid flies with me."
"Stay well clear," orders Mr. Jack,
"Don't you worry!" griffin shouts back.
The path they came on they retrace.
Can Rabbid find again that place?
Worriedly Rabbid scans the coast,
It's proof the griffin needs the most.
At last he thinks he sees the creek.
Griffin swoops low to take a peek
The creek is empty, such anxiety,
The real villains have put their boat to sea.
A launch is speeding far, far away
To catch them now could save the day!
The fleeing launch is very fast,
Griffin's too slow they see at last.
The aircraft, though, is very fast,
Let Rabbid go, griffin agrees at last.
Mr. Jack must stop the motor for Rabbid to manage to dodge the rotor.
The griffin flies into its place,
Drops Rabbid in the cockpit space.
Follow the boat, hold the vehicle steady,
Rabbid prepares to get everything ready.
He sets the harvesting machine to full strength as they reach the scene
Mr. Jack makes the aircraft drop,
To harvest this important crop.
Just as if the fruit was plucked,
Into the harvester, its all sucked
The two men rush despite their fear, but its too late; they dont get near.
The plane turns, the two men cower,
The boat's engine roars into life,
The thieves race off to escape this strife.
The griffin smiles beyond all measure when he sees the pals' apple treasure!
"Now I must return them to the tree,"
"It only bears fruit once, you see!"
"Do golden apples have a use?"
The griffin has a poor excuse!
The two pals smile; time to get back,
To the griffin they hand the map.
Mr. Jack remembers the way.
THE END...
If you would like to read the part 1 of this poetry, here is the link below
https://read.cash/@Jaysea1447/the-adventure-of-rabbid-and-uncle-jack-prt-1-a-poem-b8880c8c
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