Poorly Constructed Lyric Poem to Napalm

You were such a fine, brave lad,
Enduring the harshest weed killer to be had.

No one will forget all of the promise you showed.
Even in crackly death, your leaves sort of glowed.

I promise you that your life was not lived in vain.
Though it ended tragically and in long, drawn out pain.

I will seek out your murderer and avenge your demise.
For that particular dude, I've planned a spectacular surprise.

Although you may be gone, you will always be missed here.
Your plot remains empty, but it is watered by tears.