Elderly Instruments

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elderly_Instruments

Pick me, says the red
I'll serve your fingers
Stroke my neck
I'll stoke the crowd
Play large and loud
Never fret, you'll be a star
Better yet, an artist
With songs that outlive you

Pick me, says the blue
I don't have much to offer
You won't be on radio
Who needs that though?
You'll play me well but small
And the songs will be themselves
Music makes a better complement
Don't choose it as existence

Sale, says the green
I'm on the sale
Marked down twenty percent
That's money well spent
For a guitar like me that's a steal
Future star or not, who cares
I'm on sale! Buy me!
Buy me!