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).