Alvar West coast          
                                        
                                          
 Going South  By  The  Rocky  Shore.  The 
     Montaneous Shore, The Cliffs And     
     RavineS, And The OceanS Raving.      
                                          
 Watch Your Step Or, Or  Your  Wheels, If 
 Youre  Such  A  Being,  For To The  West 
 Lies  The  Sea.  And  To  The  East  Are 
 Thorny Bushes, Large  As  Trees But Also 
   Miniscule, Camouflaged In The Grass.   
                                          
     Old Territories Poke Through And     
 Resurface. Never  Mind Them,  But  Maybe 
 The  Beauty   In  Their  Walls  Tell  Us 
 Something. I Admire  The Way They Strech 
 Over  The Land To  The  Eastern  Shores, 
       But Never North, Never South.      
                                          
 The Road  Is  Old  And Broken, And Would 
 Stress Your Joints, Even  If You Were To 
 Never   Leave  It  (Which  You  Should).