SoCS — An Ode

I rode my bike to your abode
So quickly that by the time I got here
I thought my heart would explode.

I suppose that doesn’t bode well
For a man my age.
I try to be a model
For others to emulate,
But in today’s world,
With all of the traffic on the road,
A bicycle is the best
Mode of transportation.
Am I right or what?

But of course you know that.
After all, you broke the code
For how to survive
In modern society.
As you taught me,
We’re all just nodes
In the network of the living

This little bit of nonsense was written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, where we are to find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,” or use the word “ode.”

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