Adam Mansbach, author of forthcoming pseudo-kids book Go the Fuck to Sleep, shares with Esquire a poem titled "Eat Your Fking Brussels Sprouts." This ode to toddler-aged picky eating includes lines like "your palette [sic], being three and all/shifts like the goddamn weather." The rhyme structure just begs for a rap version. [Esquire]
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