European Stars And Stripes (Newspaper) - September 14, 1945, Darmstadt, Hesse Hip by James Dugan Allied troops interned two strange prisoners of War natives of tiber who have served in the russian army and the German the tibetans could find no one to talk to for three because they know Only tibetan and met no one who could speak their language the men accidentally wandered info soviet territory in were drafted into the red captured and forced to serve in the news the following dialogue lakes place in the prisoners Are seated in a Corner of the prison the first tibetan is named the second is named Joe do my feet from now on i travel strictly by How far do you think we marched from Good old Lhasa Whillie i figure it must be at least lengths of a pigs Joe Lay off the Chow what i give for a big bowl of curdled yaks blood i ight the stuff they eat around Here sure Whillie i wonder what my old lady is doing right now Gay Young lady of the Beach is Eileen Coghlan who was born in North 21 years ago she was brought to Hollywood at the age of where she showed her versatility by act ing in the movies drawing cartoons and modelling fashions she also knows How to Wear a bathing a fact youve Joe ill bet Shes shacked up with one of the horse merchants that stayed Home and dodged the Whillie what do you think of these Pink women around Here Joe Why these brow coated soldiers would to fraternize with them beats half of them have yellow Whillie what id give just to hear a Little old tibetan girl talk right a real tibetan girl with her face smeared with and her old Charm Box hanging around her where you Ever see Chicks like that you know Damn Well they dont have nothing like that Al Gantse where you come and whats a matter Gantse you Guys up at Lhasa dont have nothing look at Thall compare with the sacred that a mans country Hunting the sloth Bear and Lookin at them glaciers i can see my self right laying in a Yak hair with the dung piled up High outside to keep out the knocking off a Case of Barley Beer with out a care in the world that the life for when i get out of this mans army in Gonna take off for the old sacred have to come after me with bows and arrows to get we to join up Joe you i woke up in the Middle of the dreaming 1 was drinking a big Mug of buttered laced with wild ass Whillie these soldiers in the Brown Coats seated in the mechanical oxen could do with a Little hot buttered there Joe i wonder what outfit this its a Dif Ferent one than those last Guys in the Green Whillie its All the same to they dont work us As hard As those last and since we got bivouacked in this Campit twisted there dont seem to be nearly As much Joe you found a Home in the he Whillie you remember those Guys we served with before we transferred to the Green Coats they want bad even in 1 make head or Tail of their language Joe the were pretty even their Little kids can speak Whillie just the one i fed up with that furring Joe that Strong White Beer they had was sighing my we own m a Long How Many overseas charms you figure or have Whillie thirty six Moons have risen Over Everest by my Joe i wonder who Gonna get in As Dalai Lama the old one Musta kicked off by this Whillie who cares you can bet those politicians put in a Guy they could just wait till the servicemen get things change in Joe you clucks Over there in what in hell do you know about How to run the country every time 1 seen any of them Gyant Means in Lhasa they was wandering around at the buildings getting in the Way of the Why youre so dumb you still have when everybody who up to Date has switched to Whillie Lhasa aint one of these Days the people of the Steppes Are Gonna Wake up and put in their own Dalai and get a Square Deal for the Farmers and the Joe old Ive been listening to that dung All the Way from fort in sick and tired of hear i dont like your politics and i dont like the Way you smack your lips All the time thinking of Barley Hillik nerves nerves you ought to get out and talk to someone else for a youd find a lot of Guys have woke youre in a Joe i guess that i wish there was to talk
