
Why the hell is Keira Knightley,
mantis eyes, and teeth unsightly,
on the poster, posing as if she’s the movie’s lead?
Keira pulls a pouty phone-in,
when compared to Saoirse Ronan
who, herself, belongs upon the poster, I’ve decreed.

Its greatest feat I can report is
lifelike (deathlike?) rigor mortis.

I admit that almost surely
If I was, instead, a girlie
Watching actor Georgie Clooney
I’d be all ablush and swooney.