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).