I’ll always be here for you,
I wondered, was it true?
I looked down. Her toenails were painted red
I smiled the smile of a Cheshire cat
Conveying a sense of dread
She reached out, put her fingers on my arm
Her fingernails were painted blue
I thought, I’d like to have one for a good luck charm
Well, that’s very kind of you
Wondering if she had a tattoo
And if so, would it be blue or red?
From the evidence so far, difficult to construe