Ye Shall Eat of the Fat of the Land

If we bathe and garland our god and sing unto the name of this righteous god regularly,
There shall be no bad days in the land;
There shall be rain,—three showers a month.
Rice fields will be rich and swarm with fish.
Blossoms will be filled with honey and attract all kinds of insects.
Cows will be fat and big and give pots and pots of milk.
Thus the country will enjoy increasing riches.
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Andal
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