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).