Bear Don’t Care

Bear Don’t Care
Genre: Picture book
Have you ever been to a zoo where the bear doesn’t care? Well it doesn’t at this zoo! It really doesn’t care whatsoever! Although he receives many curious looks from visitors as he lays in his lair in his underwear with his mass of messy hair, he just doesn’t care. But when the day of the Zoo’s summer annual fayre arrives, the Keeper can't have him not caring. Can the Keeper get the Bear to care?
About the Book

Here’s a story I’d care to share.
That I’d care to share about a bear.
About a bear that just don’t care.

Even though the people stop and stare.
The Bear don’t care.

Even though they stop and stand and stare.
And gladly glare.
As he lays there in his lair.
The Bear don’t care.

Even though he’s causes quite a scare. With his mass of messy hair. As he lays there in his lair.
The Bear don’t care.

Even though he’s in his underwear. With his mass of messy hair. While the people stop and stare. And gladly glare. As he lays there in his lair.
The Bear don’t care.

Just then, a girl, we’ll call her Claire,
Asks “Why lay there, in your lair, with your mass of messy hair, wearing just your underwear?”

“I just don’t care,” said the Bear. “What’s the point? I go nowhere! I’m stuck in here. I’m not out there.”

“Hurry!” said the keeper, we must prepare, “Today’s our annual summer fayre! Prizes are given by his Highness the Mayor!”

“Not for me.” said the Bear.

“Why not?” said the keeper, in dismay and despair.

“I just don’t care.” said the bear, with his mass of messy hair, wearing just his underwear, while the people stop and stand and stare and gladly glare, as he lays there in his lair.

“Don’t care?” said the keeper, “Oh yeah? How about a juicy pear?“

“Come now,” said the Bear, “that’s a touch unfair. You know I love a juicy pear.”

“Let’s go!” said the keeper, “There’s no time to spare. I’ve got you a stylist, this here is Pierre!”

(PIERRE)
“Oh me, oh my, just check that hair!
Your style is really rather rare!
Don’t worry though Bear, I’m here to share…
…my tips about style and what you should wear.
Just pop yourself up, sit straight in the chair,
It’s time to perform much-needed repair!”

It was over in minutes, the entire affair.
The fur was a-flying and flung everywhere…
…until Bear emerged with a flounce and a flair!

“Quick, quick!” said the keeper, “Look over there!”
And there in the distance appeared the Mayor…
His entrance announced with a mighty fanfare.

“Hmmm,” said the Mayor, “I decree and declare”
“That the winner of the Annual Zoo Summer Fayre…
Is being awarded…
…to this Bear extraordinaire!”

“Me?!” said the Bear, “How?! What?! When?! Where?!”
“You’ve caught me rather unaware! I didn’t think I had a prayer!
“My sense of pride’s beyond compare!”

Now when the people stop and stare.
And gladly glare.
As he lays there in his lair.
With his newly fashioned hair.
And the clothes he loves to wear.
They always say, “look there, that bear…
He really does care.”

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