Obsessed with Collections

There is a guy who is obsessed
With all the things he does possess
It takes a year or two for him
To get it through his system

He’ll go out-of-town to find a stone
Or have one sent from over seas
One friend sends a dinosaur bone
Another sends amber coated bees

He looks around his shop at tools
Some of which he’ll never use
His collection is mighty fine
He sometimes will opine

His poor wife endures the mess
And never tries to straighten
To her friends she does confess
The position that her mates in

In response to the daily prompt “can’t get it out of my head“