The Saga of Bonnie and Desperate Clyde by Bonnie Parker-- A Working Version of the Bonnie Classic

I thought while we're focused on poems, and as many inquire of The B&CHB re: Bonnie's poetry-- that this would be a good time to break out a treasured Bonnie & Clyde artifact from my personal collection. As I've never shown this remarkable piece of Bonnie & Clyde History publicly-- I hope this Bonnie poem will be of interest to all who study & enjoy this history.

Many know The Story of Bonnie and Clyde, as being one of Bonnie Parker's most endearing poetic efforts. According to W. D. Jones, Bonnie developed her poems by writing her thoughts on whatever scraps of paper were available-- before apparently discarding her initial ideas for more finished ones. But interestingly-- it's believed almost all of Bonnie's poems have been found typed, and in complete form. Few if any handwritten versions exist, and how some of the more polished representations of Bonnie's poetry have come to light-- is seemingly unknown. We appear to take for granted, that Bonnie's poems as published today-- are as they were known when Bonnie was alive.

Marie Barrow may have provided some insight into this question, when she acknowledged in writing-- that Bonnie and Clyde carried a typewriter with them when they traveled. However I'm not sure any typewriter has ever been noted, as having been among the belongings captured from any abandoned Barrow Gang car. And to my knowledge-- no photographs exist showing a captured B&C typewriter.

Both this year and last-- a number of kind and wonderful gestures have been aimed my way, for which I am most grateful. One of these gifts was a Bonnie Parker poem, which came to me via The Estate of Blanche Caldwell Frasure (Blanche Barrow). Based on my knowledge of Blanche's Estate-- I feel there's an outside chance this poem could at one time, have been in the possession of Billie Parker. But as Bonnie's niece (who's also Billie's stepdaughter) was unfamiliar with this Bonnie offering-- I am left to believe this poem belonged to Blanche. Either way-- the family provenance of this olden document is uniquely solid.

You'll note the Bonnie poem of which I'm speaking, bears a similar title to a poem many familiar with this history know-- however, this title's not the way you remember it. Nor is the content of this poem, the same as published for all these years. The Saga of Bonnie and Desperate Clyde by Bonnie Parker, appears to be a rare "working" version-- of what would later become The Story of Bonnie and Clyde. This Bonnie Parker work which is a carbon copy of it's original-- is typed upon 2 pages of 8 1/2 x 14 inch olden onion skin paper. For those perhaps too young to remember the use of onion skin paper-- prior to more modern ways of copying typed documents, this light weight and almost translucent paper was used along with carbon paper, to create simultaneous copies of typed originals.

I think you'll find some interesting differences, in comparing this seeming early draft of Bonnie's poem-- to the more accepted and complete version of The Story of Bonnie and Clyde. First you'll note there are just 15 stanzas instead of the traditional 16-- and that many of these stanzas are in a different order than most are used to. Alternate period wordings, are also present within some of the stanzas. As I'm now familiar with this vintage rendition of Bonnie's poem, I wonder if somewhere along the way-- this poem wasn't altered during publishing, to better suit a modern audience?? I also wonder, how many might prefer this poem's original more colorful and descriptive title-- to the more popular one known?? I guess that's a matter of taste-- but I myself like the older title, as I feel it's more representative of the truth.

This particular version of Bonnie's poem also seems to contain an unusual and enticing clue-- which makes this piece of B&C History even more enticing. The initials vcq which appear at the bottom of page 2, apparently identify the typist of this copy of The Saga of Bonnie and Desperate Clyde. As this letter configuration seems "so" very unusual-- the question must be asked what does it mean?? Did Bonnie perhaps ask someone within their travels, to type this poem for her-- during a time when a typewriter was unavailable?? Or did a clever Bonnie herself, type this poem using a secretarial pseudonym-- to perhaps protect the gang, should her poem somehow be seized?? Or did Blanche sometime after the fact, have this poem typed from a set of Bonnie's handwritten notes?? All are possibilities to me-- but of course without more info which is unlikely to exist, a definitive answer to this most intriguing mystery may never be known.

So without further delay, please enjoy this gem of a Bonnie & Clyde artifact-- which appears to be an early, unfinished and working version of Bonnie's poem The Story of Bonnie and Clyde once entitled-- The Saga of Bonnie and Desperate Clyde. The are just a couple of typos evident, whereas because their intended words are obvious, I've taken the liberty to correct. As always, with these formerly unseen Bonnie & Clyde artifacts which I'm happy to share with you-- I ask for your consideration regarding upholding copyrights. This Bonnie poem, The Saga of Bonnie and Desperate Clyde is ©2010 The Bonnie & Clyde History Blog by A. W. Woodward-- with all rights reserved. Many thanks. I look forward to your comments.

THE SAGA OF BONNIE
AND DESPERATE CLYDE

BY BONNIE PARKER

You have read the story of Jesse James,

Of how he lived and died.

If you still are in need of something to read,

Here is 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 how those who squeal
Are usually found dying or dead.

There are lots of untruths to their write-ups,
They are not so merciless as that;
They hate all the laws,
The stool pigeons, spotters and rats.

They class them as 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 law fooled around,
Kept tracking him down,
And locking him up in a cell
Till he said to me,
"I will never be free,
So I will meet a few of them in HELL."

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

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

If they try to act like citizens
And rent them a nice little flat,
About the third night they are invited to fight
By a submachine gun rat-tat-tat.

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

Two crimes have been done in America
Not accredited to the Barrow mob,
For they had no hand
In the kidnapping demand
Or the Kansas City depot job.

A newsboy once said to his buddy,
"I wish old Clyde would get jumped,
In this awful hard times
We might make a few dimes
If five or six laws got bumped."

The police haven't got the report yet,
Clyde sent a wireless today,
Saying "We have a peace flag of white
We stretch out at night.
We have joined the NRA."

They don't think they are too tough or desperate,
They know the law always wins,
They have been shot at before
But they do not ignore
That death was the wages of sin.

From heartbreaks 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

Some day they will go down together,
And they will bury them side by side,
To a few it means grief,
To the law its relief,
But it is death to Bonnie and Clyde

vcq

Source: http://bonnieandclydehistory.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-thought-while-we-were-focused-on.html