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ARLINGTON
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Arlington National Cemetery
Is a thorn in the Confederacy's side
It once belonged to Robert E Lee
A source of Confederate pride
Lee had slaves and riches
Until the Union came in 1861
They freed the Arlington slaves
But they were nowhere done
They buried the Union fallen
Right outside the door
In Mary Lee's rose garden
Before they won the war
They trashed the Southern mansion
Started the endless sea of graves
Set up a sanctuary
For the newly freed slaves
Today, if you go to Washington DC
You can see the somber cemetary
Now a sacred national resting place
For the brave that are honorably buried
The Confederates don't want this reminder
Of their mistakes and their defeat
They don't want to look at it
And the message that it speaks
A great big gaudy hideous arch
Would block the line of sight
Of our dignified national cemetery
Because the Union won the fight
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