Shells aplenty,

Of them I am a cognoscenti,

Pick them I do whenever I can,

All colors, all shapes, all kinds, afterall no ban…

Of my interest they do pique,

When children we of them did paint,

Some with residents do of course reek,

Those are back in the ocean thrown…

So much from the ocean is of beauty,

Shells, sand, seawater, & some of man’s booty,

Billions of shells do around the world exist,

All there for collectors, like me, to find,

Each time I am there of my hunt I do persist…