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I eventually saw the DVD last Monday, borrowed fron the School Library. I was a bit disappointed though-I thought they would have done something more than bank robbery.

But what's more-the role of Bonnie was far too weak, as if she was dependant on Clyde!!

Anyway...still a 'nice' story, especially to see both of them shot down at the end. Why? Because they were betrayed. Well, just my female chauvinistic thoughts.

I think they are popular because they are criminals, rather than a couple. The fact that they enjoyed crime is just amazing. Well, anything could happen in the 1930s.

Here is a poem written by Bonnie Parker in 1932. I have always believed that a successful criminal must be highly intelligent and talented in all kinds of things, that's why she wanted to break laws.

The Story of Bonnie and Clyde

By Bonnie Parker

You've read the story of Jesse James--
Of how he lived and died;
If you're still in need
Of something to read
Here's the story of Bonnie and Clyde.

Now Bonnie and Clyde are the Barrow gang.
I'm sure you all have read
How they rob and steal
And those who squeal
Are usually found dying or dead.

There's lots of untruths to these write-ups;
They're not so ruthless as that;
Their nature is raw;
They hate the law--
The stool pigeons, spotters, and rats.

They call them cold-blooded killers;
They say they are heartless and mean;
But I say this with pride,
That I once knew Clyde
When he was honest and upright and clean.

But the laws fooled around,
Kept taking him down
And locking him up in a cell,
Till he said to me,
"I'll never be free,
So I'll meet a few of them in hell."

The road was so dimly lighted;
There were no highway signs to guide;
But they made up their minds
If all roads were blind,
They wouldn't give up till they died.

The road gets dimmer and dimmer;
Sometimes you can hardly see;
But it's fight, man to man,
And do all you can,
For they know they can never be free.

From heart-break some people have suffered;
From weariness some people have died;
But take it all in all,
Our troubles are small
Till we get like Bonnie and Clyde.

If a policeman is killed in Dallas,
And they have no clue or guide;
If they can't find a fiend,
They just wipe their slate clean
And hang it on Bonnie and Clyde.

There's two crimes committed in America
Not accredited to the Barrow mob;
They had no hand
In the kidnap demand,
Nor the Kansas City Depot job.

A newsboy once said to his buddy:
"I wish old Clyde would get jumped;
In these awful hard times
We'd make a few dimes
If five or six cops would get bumped."

The police haven't got the report yet,
But Clyde called me up today;
He said, "Don't start any fights--
We aren't working nights--
We're joining the NRA."

From Irving to West Dallas viaduct
Is known as the Great Divide,
Where the women are kin,
And the men are men,
And they won't "stool" on Bonnie and Clyde.

If they try to act like citizens
And rent them a nice little flat,
About the third night
They're invited to fight
By a sub-gun's rat-tat-tat.

They don't think they're too smart or desperate,
They know that the law always wins;
They've been shot at before,
But they do not ignore
That death is the wages of sin.

Some day they'll go down together;
They'll bury them side by side;
To few it'll be grief--
To the law a relief--
But it's death for Bonnie and Clyde.

I loved her rhyming, and the last three lines. "To few it'll be grief, to the law a relief." How fantastic.

I first heard the very name of Bonnie and Clyde almost four years ago, but I knew nothing about the storyline then. I even thought that it was a love story!! Well kind of. Why the name impressed me so much is because that there is a song by Hikaru Utada called 'B&C', and-that immediately triggered my 'evil imagination'!

'B&C' could mean anything.

But that's another story.