Oh, what glorious nation of mine,
come from unsafe hills and nomadic times.
I watched over you with loving heart
through bliss and pain and war and court.
With faithful allies, trusted friends,
we discovered a world beyond the mists
of dreadful, lawless, unknown seas.
Indian silk provided for these.
I sent a message by horse, to Gandhi my friend,
of mustache so joyful and smile with no end.
One sunny afternoon we drank chamomile tea,
but no smiles or laughs, only disdain I could see.
Back in my palace I ordered my ministers:
"Find me the reason for his mood so sinister!"
A report came back from the fields in our borders;
a tank... crap.
I dedicate this poem to Lemon, based on true events that happened while playing a round of this mod, in the hopes of hearing some good news about a possible next version of BBATAI to include an updated BAT mod.
