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The River Mersey and the Black Pearl New Brighton
The River Mersey and The Black Pearl New Brighton Let the Caribee and sultry sea call to the pirates bold. But on this shore, with its tales of lore, The Mersey keeps its hold For merchants, priests and pirates too left these docks to find A new life abroad with bible or sword, leaving their old life far behind They ventured near and ventured far across the seven seas Across foreign lands, jungles and sands and swamps way past their knees And though they prospered, lived and fought in many a distant place The Mersey’s banks beckoned them as fast as its tidal pace No matter where in the world they are they’ll never forget the sound Of the Mersey’s constant ebb and flow or the feel of the sandstone ground So dream and wander; take to sea and soothe your wanderlust For you know that within yourself, you’ll return - and that’s a must Whether mortal body, spirit or mind, or everlasting soul The wanderer always returns to the place that made them whole Empires built and Empires lost and many a treasure gone There’s always the constant, aching yearn by each and every one To step on this land, on the Mersey sand, or mud up to their shin And reminisce of the old ferries and the loud New Brighton din To sail across the river on an ancient battered boat That’s survived the years of ravages and yet still remains afloat The Black Pearl’s every timber was washed upon the beach Beyond salvage from wrecks of ships, beyond anybody’s reach Returning too to their resting place they floated harmlessly Or tossed upon the sandstone rock with a tempest’s cruel fury Her many flags fly from her masts as if in a never-ending toast To ships and boats of every size and shape from every coast They too salute this edifice of flotsam, debris and waste As they sail from mighty Liverpool to beat the tide as they make haste But Black Pearl is deeply anchored with piles into the rock Her builders come from all walks of life, from every social stock She thrives on more additions from visitors galore And let’s their imaginations carry them further still and more To the Caribee and the sultry sea and to pirates in their coves To the hidden buried treasures and stories of wealth and loves Children young and children old and children in between Can stand upon her shipshape decks and be what they want to seem For the Black Pearl’s made of magic and stories still untold And to all who step upon her decks she lets their tales unfold So climb aboard and let’s set sail and ride the river’s waves And never move a moment amid stories of lagoons and caves Let the stories wash and ebb and flow and be spun with yarn and jest Cast off the fetters of your mind and let your tales just be the best Close your eyes, feel the breeze and smell the salty air Allow your fantasies to unfurl, like the flags fluttering there.
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Book: Shattered Sighs