Awe Yee of little faith, fear not.
I have traveled through the valley and climbed Dairy hill to visit the alter of the tractor parts god. There I have placed offerings of portraits of great leaders and farmers. The priest of the suspenders has accepted them and given me holy oil to anoint my tractor and silver fittings so it leakest not. Also he gave me frankincense to add to my fuel so I might not fear any evil cold.
I have driven through the suburbs of the orange tractors but I fear no evil as I dwell in the land of the verdant fields where the green god reigns.
The land will be tilled and the crops will grow so that milk and honey are abundant.
I look upon it and it is good.