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APRIL LYRICS: DAY 5 SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES WITH WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, HER NAME IS CAROLINE..

APRIL LYRICS: DAY 5  SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES WITH WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, HER NAME IS CAROLINE..

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  • APRIL LYRICS: DAY 5 
  • SUSAN HILL
  • CO-WRITES
  • WITH
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
  • HER NAME IS CAROLINE.

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Poetess Susan Hill writes….

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Her name is Caroline

Her ways are mighty fine

She left me on a moonless night

She took away my sun light

Spent all my money on Caroline

Spent all my good years with her

She up and left me when the job went dry

She up and left me when the well went shy

What is a man to do?

What is a man to do?

When the one thing in his world that made any sense

up and leaves him like a dollar that yesterday spent

Can I not turn back the days?

Travel back to a happier time?

When I was young and I had more fun

With a gal named Caroline.

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Poet Williamsji Maveli writes…

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Waking up next morning in a fairy dream,

She is swimming in the blue water stream,

An adorable, elegant, celestial beauty

She is in her teens looking naughty

Seeing her own innocence and perfection

I convert her into verses with an inspiration

Sweet, seductive, natural,

She is tempting, shy,

Desirable, admirable

She is my own

Caroline

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Co-written by

  • POETESS SUSAN HILL
  • POET WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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