I would scoop it on a beach; just a little scoop from each…
Scoop it in the scorching sun; scoop it while I drink some rum.
Scoop it here and scoop it there; from the comfort of an old blue chair.
A tiny scoop, a souvenir…. from places far and places near.
Scoop it from a Michigan Dune; scoop mas from Mexico late in June.
I’d scoop it up from Seven Mile; apparently I’m a Psammophile.
Psammophile? Yep. apparently there is such a thing. I wonder how many others fall under this heading…. Have you ever heard the quirky term?