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).