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).