Ode to Osama bin Laden

Ode to Osama bin Laden, who would now be pushing up daisies were he not buried at sea

I've written a poem about not poor, very dead Osama bin Laden. I have called it: "Ode to Osama bin Laden, who would now be pushing up daisies were he not buried at sea"

Osama! Osama!
You messed with Obama
And now you've ended up shot.
You sat in my way
That match at Highbur-ay
And that's why I hate you a lot.

Not to mention
All those murders you did.

Git.