Golden machine heads,
Along an ostentatious headstock.
Twenty two frets, Maple neck.
A contraption to gauge the soul.
Strings of nickel steel,
Blues, jazz and rock flow out with ease.
Sunburst body, with colours three.
And a soul of its own.
A piece of purity set in wood.
With more beauty than all of the world.
With more soul than any man to fathom.
With more love than this heart can bear.
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