Call me a mangy dog if you like. I have never been one to settle for just one woman, but I suppose it isn't me fault, I love them and they love me. 'Tis just my way of life. The name is Joseph, but folks call me Joe, Joe Byrne. I have always been what some may call a womanizer, that is until I met her. Stubborn lass, is she, aye, but that's part of what made me love her.

The death of Joe Byrne,very short one shot. Rated T for Violence

He looked no less like a wanted criminal than a lost and wayward child.

As flames engulf the Glenrowan Inn.

Joe Byrne waits outside Aaron's house.

Een greep uit enkele herinneringen van een ter dood veroordeelde...

Joseph Byrne's dying scene in the movie, but what would have happen if Ned Kelly had walked back into the house, looking for his best friend? Just a short little fanfic.

A poem, written from Ned Kelly's point-of-view, dealing with his own imminate death. Written in tribute to actor, Heath Ledger, who died this day at the age of 28...

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This is a lil story from Joe Byrne's perspective in the last scene of Ned Kelly. It's really sweet.

Ned Kelly I think the Title says it all...

Ned arrives just in time to see Joe die. Oneshot.