Ben Becks

Loyal and faithful. You are my tool and I your master. I push, pull Manipulate, elevate... your strings... But the never seem to break, with me at least... I control you, use you, train you, and take care of you. You, my weapon I use in battle. Together we titillate, insinuate, devastate, the masses... Without you I'm nothing. With you we change lives, create tears, and provide smiles... Miles and miles our names will go far, you, My guitar.