In Southend's coastal breeze, where Wakering Road does ease,
Seek a cache concealed with art, where footfalls softly part.
Near the waves that kiss the sand, where seaside wonders grand,
Find a spot with cunning glee, under nature's canopy.
Look for numbers on a post, clues to where the cache may boast,
Five and ten will guide your quest, to the prize, be at your best.
Under leaves or driftwood's care, the hidden treasure's waiting there,
On this coastal winding trail, let your cunning skills prevail