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).