Beaches have me, and my solid form travels with packages. I emerge when dirty dishes are done. What am I?

People love to walk on me, but hate it when I'm in their shoes. Shiny, tiny jewels 'neath the sea, but I cannot pay your dues.

Where the ocean meets the land, Whether rocky or of sand, Looking to find some shells to score, Find them here they litter the...

A White Striped thief’s companion. It can be wild or removed from the pack. Impractical and a jesters stand-in. A lost Ledger opposed to a bat.

Riddle me this, Batman: With a voice like the sirens, it always sing, vast as the realm where Neptune is king. The depth hides the lore, where sailors adore, to thee, Poseidon's tribute dost bring.