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).