Here, to the delight of normal human operators and spammers (subhuman) alike, is a pastiche of tractors and other mighty machines culled mostly from this slice of what’s loosely known as ‘the eastern seaboard’.
What better way to kick off such a cool steel display
than this baby blue cherry New Holland today!?
She’s a barn-kept sweet ride owned by customer Paul D.
And what of an eventuality – could this blue baby belong to ME?
But oh, alas, ’twas not to be;
this bright blue baby stayed home, you see.
Perhaps someday, with a long enough wait
this New Holland cherry will be my new mate!
Next in line and lookin’ so fine
a candy apple for eyes of thine:
Whoa, Johnny – look at that seat!
You get the feeling it isn’t complete.
I salute this fellow with much adulation
for his orange & yellow so-fine restoration!
Next up is Oliver’s cousin with steel wheels;
Eeegads — how do you think the dirt feels?
Those rototiller drivers look oh, so cruel. . .
grinding all that’s beneath them into fine-ground gruel!
So it goes without saying, ‘fore this post expires,
that this Oliver’s playing means NEVER flat tires.