Last night, though somewhat drunk, I read the last
Hundred pages of the recent novel
'We Need to Talk About Kevin' ... The list
Of films at the cinema proved a thrill
Because the Cornerhouse alone was still
Showing the film of the book - how lucky!
The book was linear but Lionel
Shriver did shuttle back and forth in the
Narrative, which was epistolary
The film was like that too, the first part fast
Shuttling, then settling down to family hell
The son just didn't like people, you see
So he became a high school terrorist
And proud of it, Mom was ashamed to tell
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