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The term "Ballad" might not be the correct one, but seeing as the Black Peral is a ship with swashbuckling tales of its own to tell it is felt that this SHOULD be a ballad. It is a light hearted dedication to all the people of the communities in England who maintain her and the hundreds of children who visit her. READ ON ME HEARTIES!! ... :)
The BLACK PEARL is a ramshackle "ship" erected by the community of New Brighton and its surroundings, on the South bank of the River Mersey; the same river which olds the mighty port of Liverpool in England. It is made from flotsam washed up on the river banks - and other items donated by the local communities that this ship has brought together and whose fame is spreading 'far and wide'.
Although I am from the North of the river - and actually now live in a different country - I have been to visit this ship on a number of occasions. It is so easy for one to get wrapped up in the enthusiasm which abounds within the community and become embroiled in her 'adventures' as they unravel.
This poem is about another poem, written by a young boy from that community, which had painstakingly transferred to a piece of wood that made up part of the 2nd "Black Pearl". That Black Pearl was sadly washed away in Deecember 2013. The community rallied together and soon the 3rd Black Pearl was rebuilt and successfully weathered a hurricane that recently blew through there. The poem, however was "lost" since 2013. It was found two days ago in a dock in Liverpool on the North shore. It has since been returned to its rightful place on the Black Pearl in New Brighton..