I mean one of the basic rules when you're acting is that you mustn't stand in judgement on a character, you mustn't say Hitler was a bad man because you can't act in that way.
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Sleep
When my mom came
Inside my room
I was under a blanket
And water smooth on window panes
Was trickling in the rain
The candles burned
When the wax curled
And fell on my mom's finger
And softly I
Without a sound
Sat up inside my bed
And put my finger onto hers
And calmly I just said,
'You mustn't weep
You mustn't cry
For daddy didn't really die.
He's waiting for us in his room
He will wake up
next afternoon
I promise you, he's
here alright
Along with us,
not out of sight
Not in the heavens,
Or in the ground
He's sleeping,
sweetly,
Safe and sound.
Believe me, mama
He's alive.
You mustn't cry
You mustn't weep,
I swear I heard him.
He's just... asleep.
poem by Sasha Ioffine
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The Best Of Friends
A friend mustn't be with you for you to know she is the best of friends
a friend mustn't flatter you to hear you say you are the best
a friend mustn't say you are the sister i never had for you to know she is the sister you never had.
The best of friend is the one you know is always by your side no matter the distance
the best of friends is the one who shows how much she loves you by her actions
the best of friends supports you, advise you, console you and alway think about you.
They accepts your behaviors and personality and try to make it perfect
they make you feel at home where ever you go
they always give you a hug at every time they can.
poem by Juslaine Larie
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Spread A Little Happiness
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky
You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry
Spread a little happiness as you go by
Please try
What's the use of worrying and feeling blue
When days are long keep on smiling through
Spread a little happiness till dreams come true
Surely you'll be wise to make the best of every blues day
Don't you realize you'll find next Monday or next Tuesday
Your golden shoes day
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky
You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry
Spread a little happiness as you go by
I've got a creed for every need
So easy that it must succeed
I'll set it down for you to read
So please, take heed
Keep out the gloom
Let in the sun
That's my advice for everyon
It's only once we pass this way
So day by day
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky
You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry
Spread a little happiness as you go by
Please try
What's the use of worrying and feeling blue
When days are long keep on smiling through
Spread a little happiness till dreams come true
Surely you'll be wise to make the best of every blues day
Don't you realize you'll find next Monday or next Tuesday
Your golden shoes day
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky
You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry
Spread a little happiness as you go by
(whistling solo)
Surely you'll be wise to make the best of every blues day
Don't you realize you'll find next Monday or next Tuesday
Your golden shoes day
Even when the darkest clouds are in the sky
You mustn't sigh and you mustn't cry
Spread a little happiness as you go by
song performed by by Sting
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I'll Brave The Day
I’m on my own,
alone.
But I mustn’t let it get me down,
I mustn’t frown.
A smile is the order of the day,
I should obey.
It’s hard though, one often feels low.
What can I do,
it’s so easy to feel blue,
when there’s no one to lend an ear,
no one to hear.
The tears can come, it matters little now,
and I’ll manage somehow,
to move along.
I’ll try to stay strong,
now I’m on my own,
alone.
I try not to think,
or my heart would sink.
So I’ll brave the day,
he would want it that way.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Before a Poetry Reading
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I'm feeling nervous but I mustn't show it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I hope to heaven that I won't blow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
I mustn't reveal that I'm a second-rate poet!
I'm only a rhymer, but they don't know it!
If you've got no talent you'll have to grow it!
'Poet! Poet! Poet! Poet! '
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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Poetry And Politics Should Not Be Mixed
I love my poetry pure and personal
The feelings of the single soul
In loneliness and love
In sadness and in happiness
But when they call us animal names
And say they want to kill us all
And when they make us into microbes and cancers
They say they will exterminate
How can I go on just by myself only for myself?
Mustn’t I say I come from a people
Whose Name for God means Peace
And who teach Kindness as life’s first quality?
A people who perhaps more than any other
Have suffered cruelty in their struggle to survive?
Mustn’t I with my small words nonetheless strive to say
We will fight to survive
Though
We in Israel want no wars and no hate and no killing and no death
We want our neighbors to thrive and prosper
And all peoples to live and worship in their own way
Mustn’t I say
War will be waged only reluctantly as last resort
As Peace for all
Is what we need and pray
Lion with the lamb
Under fig tree and vine
As our prophets taught in the Holy Land
So many years ago.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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You mustn't catch an angel
You mustn't catch an angel,
No matter how much you try,
I know you want to be protected,
But theres already one alive.
We mustn't catch an angel,
NO matter how much we cry,
We know we don't like being lonely,
But theres and angel by our-side.
I know you want to be loved,
I know you want faith,
Theres someone by our-side,
Even if were lonely or with our friends,
Theres always someone who will love us til the end.
We have an angel,
We also have a simple destiny,
A destiny to have the one they love.
Your angel is within us and our friends,
Our angel is also in God's protection,
But an angel is an angel no matter how small.
So you mustn't catch an angel,
No matter how much it is important,
Becauseyour angel is around you.
I would never catch an angel,
Even if I tried,
My angels are around me,
And I didn't have to try.
Angels are among us,
All you have to do is look,
The angel here,
Are the angels of you and me,
We are an angel to someone,
Just believe its true,
And you will see.
poem by Gothic Fairy Princess
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You Mustn't Show Weakness
You mustn't show weakness
and you've got to have a tan.
But sometimes I feel like the thin veils
of Jewish women who faint
at weddings and on Yom Kippur.
You mustn't show weakness
and you've got to make a list
of all the things you can load
in a baby carriage without a baby.
This is the way things stand now:
if I pull out the stopper
after pampering myself in the bath,
I'm afraid that all of Jerusalem, and with it the whole world,
will drain out into the huge darkness.
In the daytime I lay traps for my memories
and at night I work in the Balaam Mills,
turning curse into blessing and blessing into curse.
And don't ever show weakness.
Sometimes I come crashing down inside myself
without anyone noticing. I'm like an ambulance
on two legs, hauling the patient
inside me to Last Aid
with the wailing of cry of a siren,
and people think it's ordinary speech.
Translated by Chana Bloch and Stephen Mitchell
poem by Yehuda Amichai
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A Rule Of The A.J.C.
Come all ye bold trainers attend to my song,
It's a rule of the A.J.C.
You mustn't train ponies, for that's very wrong
By the rules of the A.J.C.
You have to wear winkers when crossing the street,
For fear that a pony you'd happen to meet
If you hear one about, you must beat a retreat,
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye bold owners will find without fail
By the rules of the A.J.C.
The jockey boys' fees you must pay at the scale,
It's a rule of the A.J.C.
When your horse wins a fiver, you'll laugh, I'll be bound,
But you won't laugh so much by the time that you've found
That the fee to the boy is exactly ten pound!
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye bold 'Books' who are keeping a shop,
In the rules of the A.J.C.,
There's a new regulation that says you must stop!
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
You must give up your shop with its pipes and cigars
To an unlicensed man who is thanking his stars,
While you go and bet in the threepenny bars,
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye small jockeys who ride in a race,
In the rules of the A.J.C.
If owners' instructions are 'Don't get a place',
By the rules of the A.J.C.,
You must ride the horse out, though, of course, if you do
You will get no more mounts, it's starvation to you.
But, bless you, you'll always find plenty to chew
In the rules of the A.J.C.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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You mustn't take any award so seriously.
quote by Tony Randall
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You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.
quote by Robin Williams
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You're only given a little spark of madness. You mustn't lose it.
quote by Robin Williams
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One mustn't always believe that feeling is everything. In the arts, it is nothing without form.
quote by Gustave Flaubert
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You mustn't take what I say as gospel because no one can second-guess the future.
quote by James Lovelock
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The Rule of the A.J.C.
Come all ye bold trainers attend to my song,
It's a rule of the A.J.C.
You mustn't train ponies, for that's very wrong
By the rules of the A.J.C.
You have to wear winkers when crossing the street,
For fear that a pony you'd happen to meet
If you hear one about, you must beat a retreat --
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye bold owners will find without fail
By the rules of the A.J.C.
The jockey boys' fees you must pay at the scale --
It's a rule of the A.J.C.
When your horse wins a fiver, you'll laugh, I'll be bound,
But you won't laugh so much by the time that you've found
That the fee to the boy is exactly ten pound!
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye bold "Books" who are keeping a shop,
In the rules of the A.J.C.,
There's a new regulation that says you must stop!
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
You must give up your shop with its pipes and cigars
To an unlicensed man who is thanking his stars,
While you go and bet in the threepenny bars --
That's a rule of the A.J.C.
And all ye small jockeys who ride in a race,
In the rules of the A.J.C.
If owners' instructions are "Don't get a place",
By the rules of the A.J.C.,
You must ride the horse out -- though, of course, if you do
You will get no more mounts, it's starvation to you.
But, bless you, you'll always find plenty to chew
In the rules of the A.J.C.
poem by Andrew Barton Paterson
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You mustn't forget the circumstances I have been brought up in, the little education I have had.
quote by Isaac Rosenberg
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Stupidity is also a gift of God, but one mustn't misuse it.
quote by Pope John Paul II
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Who is late and not missed, mustn't call himself missing.
You mustn't always believe what I say. Questions tempt you to tell lies, particularly when there is no answer.
quote by Pablo Picasso
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I have made many serious statements - I just can't remember any of them. I guess they mustn't have been very important.
quote by Oliver Reed
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