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Bonnie and Clyde tried to hide
From the crimes they committed.
Doc and Kate had to wait
At the courthouse to be acquitted.

Stealing from the rich seemed the ideal way
To go through life with nothing to pay,
Like the drones that go each day
To work, to toil, come what may.

Robin and Marion had loftier goals
To feed the poor and ease their woes,
But kindness came at a tremendous cost,
Banished from lands and titles lost.

Bonnie and Clyde, Doc, and Kate,
Robin and Marion, their fates we debate.
Stories of heroes, villains and more,
Whispers of adventures that we adore.

Stealing from the rich seemed a noble cause,
Not looking for favor or seeking applause.
From all the poor souls that toiled by day
To feed their families, come what may.
In the shadows of the night,
Where wrong and right take flight,
Legends are born and crumble too,
Leaving us wondering what is true.

Bonnie and Clyde, Doc, and Kate,
Robin and Marion, their fates we await.
Tales of valor, tales of woe,
In the echoes of history, they grow.

As the sun sets on these tales of yore,
We ponder the lessons we have in store.
Heroes and villains, in every nation,
Shaping the world's transformation.

Heroes rise up in different guises,
Some good, some bad, and some surprises.
As legends ride the winds of time,
The common man struggles to climb
Out of poverty and desolation
To reach a higher station.