Nifty Find by James O'Brien

I found a dollar on the beach,
But was too fat to bend and reach,
So sat I down on gritty sand,
But found I couldn't rise to stand.

The dollar was a nifty find,
There could be more, was on my mind,
And so in sand I searched to see
If fortune would be blessing me.

Alas my searching was in vain,
And to my labored thoughts distain,
No other treasure reached my hand
From underneath the foraged sand.

So then I rolled along the beach
For someone’s help I would beseech,
So I could stand and walk away,
But help was gone, so this I say.

If you think you see a prize
Right there before your very eyes,
Be sure it's worth what you must do,
Or you may end up feeling blue.

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