The Ride Poem by Ima Ryma

In '31, Bonnie met Clyde.
They liked each other and said he,
'C'mon girlfriend, let's take a ride.'
And the two rode on a crime spree
Through Midwest robbing banks and stores,
Killing anyone in their way,
Each playing bad and keeping scores,
Rode on the run through night and day,
Causing law enforcement great ire,
Riding the roads to the next thrill.
The couple rode into gunfire,
They'd both been targeted for kill.

Both in their car in '34,
Bonnie and Clyde did ride no more.