GAGA IN A RACE

If bones turn into bikes
It could run miles
In a go;
A simple steps could go gaga
Doting mile stones

Feeding on photosynthetic flesh
It could give surge
To life, and
Many centuries to cells

Immortality have many engines
Bike to bike;
Fueling spark,
A starter from
One journey to the next

If bones could pale
Marrow could generate strength
Culling the selfish flesh, and
Going gaga in a race