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Be it full release or ♥♥♥♥♥♥ alpha.
Spend my hard-earned good-boy points,
on Bannerlord.
Mummy lifts me to my gaming chair,
To find me Bannerlord near and far.
Enjoy my tasty Bannerlord treats,
in comfy big boy booster seats.
Steam, GOG, Taleworlds, Origin,
But of my Bannerlord none remains.
She tries to make me take a nappy,
But sleeping doesn't make me happy.
Bannerlord is the only game,
That puts me in the napping mood.
I'll scream and shout and make a fuss,
I'll scratch, I'll bite, I'll even cuss!
Bannerlord is my heart's desire,
Fueled by raging, hungry fire.
Mummy sobs and wails and cries,
But tears aren't Bannerlord, in any form.
My good-boy points were fairly earned,
To buy Bannerlord that I've yearned.
But there's no Bannerlord in my library!
Did mummy think that I'd just played?
"BANNERLORD BANNERLORD GET IT NOW,
YOU FAT, UNGRATEFUL, SLUGGISH SOW!"
I screech while hurling into her eyes,
My foul-smell bowel-dwelling diaper surprise.
For she who is un-pooped on is she who remembers:
Never forget my Bannerlord.
Or, we could stand and fight...your call.