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).