Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Anagram-Lyrics for the FOURTH of JULY, "YOU CLAIM IT'S YOUR LAND"

Disputatious anagrams















POST #182
PARODY LYRICS
ORIGINAL SONG: "This Land Is Your Land" by Woody Guthrie, originally written in 1940 as a protest song. Its bitter message expounded in the last few verses, reflecting the hardships of the Great Depression, have often been deleted, leaving it as a national song of praise (as in the Pete Seeger version). You can listen to the earlier version by Woody himself on Youtube here.
PARODY COMPOSED: Many of the anagrams used here were developed for a parody-lyrics blogpost related to the 2016 election, entitled "Election-Race Anagrams".
The current adaptation of the Guthrie song was created by Giorgio Coniglio, July 2018. 

SONGLINK: A Canadian version of "This Land Is Your Land" was popularized by the Canadian group The Travellers in 1956. A parody of that version was presented on this blogsite for Canada Day 2017. Check out "This Land Has Anagrams".  


WORDPLAY LINK: For more palindromes, anagrams, verse, and Scrambletown maps, see our wordplay blog, Edifying Nonsense here.











YOU CLAIM IT'S YOUR LAND

(to the tune of "This Land Is Your Land")



This land is my land, you claim it's your land,
Two different viewpoints - adore/abhor land,
A former wise land, now a polarized land,
Home of such animosity.

A SNIPER-CLUB o' anagrams -- stirred up REPUBLICANS,
From the West Coast's BLIP NURSE (CA)  to CLEAN PUBS (RI) Rhode Island,
From Nebraska's SCRUBPAIL (NE) to Southeast's PUNBAILER (SC),
Wordplay from sea to shining sea.

Some folks wear Scramble-hats -- MAD SECTOR of DEMOCRATS,
From Montana's SEACORD (MT) back to COASTER (MD) Maryland,
From Dakota's CATMORE (SD) to Carolina's MEAT ROD (SC),
Wordplay on land and sea-to-sea.

I took Rex walking, with my aim CURB SPANIEL,
And avoided stepping on any BARN SPICULE.
I'm no longer paying that PANIC'S RUBLE.
Anagrams define the GOP.

As Rex was walking (he's a sad RED MASCOT),
He took the trail of that pail of CREAM DOTS,
At the border, sleeping, kids not on MADRE COTS,
Angry words hide a travesty.

This land is our land, you claim it's your land,
Two battling versions - adore/abhor land,
A former wise land, now a polarized land,
Let's heal the animosity.





UKULELE-FRIENDLY FORMAT
(Click on any chord-chart slide to move to 'song-presentation mode'; then navigate through thumbnails at bottom of page, including the original Guthrie version.)



















WORDPLAY LINK: 
For wordplay (palindromes, anagrams, binomials, creative cartography, etc.) and silly poetry (polished limericks), see our sister blog "EDIFYING NONSENSEhere.





WORDPLAY LINK: 
For wordplay (palindromes, anagrams, eggcorns, creative cartography, etc.) and silly poetry (polished limericks), see our sister blog "EDIFYING NONSENSEhere




Original Song Lyrics
















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