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).