Oliver Bear

Oliver Bear and Trixie the Caravan

 

By

 

 

By

Angel Sam

Illustrated by Angel Lisa

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oliver Bear.

Oliver Bear lived at home with a boy

Oliver for years was his favourite toy

He cared for him daily and loved him each day

Every night in his bed he did lay

 

But the boy had grown and got kids of his own

Oliver bear was sad on his own

He needed a holiday somewhere to go

But who with and where he didn’t know

 

He made a call, for a wish granting pixie

Who sent down a carriage whose name was Trixie

“I need to go and find people like me”

“ok” said Trixie “Leave it with me”

 

So in to Trixie he did jump

Closed the door with a thick thack and thump

Trixie twitched her magic tire

 

 

………………And they both fly up high, high…..high….. and higher.

  

 They appeared in a field with grass all around,

He looked carefully around and heard a strange sound…..

Music and people and lots of laughter,

Was this the place that he was after?

 

He was dressed in some hipsters made of tie dye,

Wearing a t-shirt with a sun, tree and sky.

On his is feet were nothing, in fact they were bare

On his head there were flowers tied around his fair hair.

 

He sat by a fire with a group of folks drumming

They all sat around singing and humming

Hugging and dancing and talking of peace                                     

 

Oliver bear thought he was………. Ooooohhhh owwwwwww nooooooo

From the smoke, his eyes were positively stinging

The music from the drums had his ears ringing

These people were lovely and had so much to share

But this wasn’t the place for poor Oliver Bear.

  

So in to Trixie he did jump

Closed the door with a thick thack thump

Trixie twitched her magic tire………….

 

………………And they both fly up high, high…..high….. and higher.

 

They appeared in a field with grass all around,

He looked carefully around and heard a strange sound…..

Taking and people and not much laughter,

Was this the place that he was after?

 

He was dressed in some trousers that looked mighty fine,

His t-shirt was stripy with blue and white lines.

On his is feet were slip ons, made of brown leather

On his head was a beret, adorned with a feather.

 

He sat in a marquee with a book in his hand

The man on his stage was reading it grand

Scratching their beards and looking quite thoughtful

 

Oliver bear thought he was………. Ooooohhhh owwwwwww nooooooo

But the words were too small and his eyes were stinging

The man was so boring his ears were just ringing

These people were lovely and had so much to share

But this wasn’t the place for poor Oliver Bear.

 

So in to Trixie he did jump

 

Closed the door with a thick thack thump

 

Trixie twitched her magic tire

 

 

………………And they both fly up high, high…..high….. and higher

 

 

They appeared in a field with grass all around,

He looked carefully around and heard a strange sound…..

Music and people and lots of laughter,

Was this the place that he was after?

 

He was dressed in an evening suit with a band round the waste,

Wearing a shirt and bow tie, he dressed with good taste .

Black shoes with a shine, sat on his bear feet

On his head, his hair was gelled and so neat.

 

 

 

 

A lady was singing in a big dress

With a choir behind her, she did really impress…

Bear with her songs of Italian love

Oliver bear thought he was………. Ooohhh oooohhhh ahhhhhh

 

From tears from the music, his eyes were stinging

But the lady screeched too high and had his ears ringing

These people were lovely and had so much to share

But this wasn’t the place for poor Oliver Bear.

 

So in to Trixie he did jump

Closed the door with a thick thack thump

Trixie twitched her magic tire

And they both flew up high, high,high and higher.

 

They appeared in a field with grass all around,

He looked carefully around and heard a strange sound…..

Music and people and lots of laughter,

Was this the place that he was after?

 

He was dressed in a jacket made from a hide

Wearing a t-shirt it said “born to ride.”

On his is feet were biker boots, shiny and black

On his head a bandana tied neat at the back.

 

He watched a band all frantic and hairy

The crowd were all jumping, banging heads in a fury.

Screaming and shouting and thrashing guitars

 

 

Oliver bear thought he was………. Ooooohhhh owwwwwww nooooooo

 

From the dry ice, his eyes were stinging

The sound from the music had his ears ringing

These people were lovely and had so much to share

But this wasn’t the place for poor Oliver Bear.

 

 

So in to Trixie he did jump

 

Closed the door with a thick thack thump

 

Trixie twitched her magic tire

 

 

………………And they both fly up high, high…..high….. and higher

 

They appeared in a field with grass all around,

He looked carefully around and heard a strange sound…..

Music and people and lots of laughter,

Was this the place that he was after?

 

He was dressed in his bear clothes, his best dungarees,

Wearing a t-shirt with a picture of trees.

On his is feet were his trainers that he’d had a for while

On his head his hair styled in a normal bear style.

 

He carefully walked towards folk that he’d knew

This place felt exciting and friendly too

The rockers, the hippy and the lady that sang

The man reading books he didn’t understand

 

They were all sat there, sharing their stuff

The lady singing to a rocker (who looked really quite tough)

The Hippies were hugging the man with the book

And all of a sudden they all stopped to Look

 

 

 

“Oliver Bear, Come and sit down

Please put away your confused frown

It doesn’t matter, what you wear or you sing

What you dance to or talk about, just do your thing”

 

 

“At every festival, we join as one family

Everyone’s welcome, as long as they’re friendly

You’re sure to fit in, whatever you wear

It’s you that we love Oliver Bear”

 

 

The tears in his eyes were positively stinging

The love in the air, had his heart singing

These people were lovely and had so much to share

It was defiantly the place for Oliver Bear.

 

In Angel Gardens, Oliver stayed

And many different friends here he has made

You can come too, have fun with us here

You’ll find us camping here, year after year.

 

 

 

So Trixie smiled, her heart did jump

 

She closed the door with a thick thack thump

 

Trixie twitched her magic tire

 

 

………………And she fly up  high, high…..high….. and  higher