Black madam Pieternel and gray Lizzipan horse called Paard live together and have a very old very tiny caravan, a house on two wheels. There Pieternel has her bed and Paard his oat storage. Sometimes both go out together, Pieternel sitting on Paard's back; all singing and neighing. One day coming home they found Hillary Clinton waiting there as she wanted Pieternel's vote in the election campaign. "Dear black madam Pieternel", Hillary said, "you may support America getting a good president and please donate while also giving me that beautiful horse for I own only two hundred million dollars and possessing a little bit more will not be bad". But Paard said: "No, I never will combine with the carriage that Hillary Clinton should bring to the White House". "Quite all right", a voice was heard and it appeared to belong to a well fed person named Donald Trump. To Pieternel he said: "Your horse is very clever as the country will sink into undemocracy with misses Clinton. For did she anything as a minister of Foreign Affairs to help oppressed people like p.e. the West Papuans?" Black Pieternel answered: "We like freedom". "Exactly, did you hear that Hillary?" Donald addressed to the old lady. "Also for animals" Paard shouted. "Do away with bio-industry and give sabbath to all animals under human controll, roaming around at leasure in a natural environment". "That would cost people money" Hillary remarked. "I at least do not want to loose my millions". But Pieternel got a deep thought and muttered: "You can sit on one chair at the same time only. How many chairs do you have in your mansions?" After a little silence Donald Trump caressed the horse: "This is a nice beast" he said. "It eats well from the grass around the caravan. By the way did you pay already the rent to me for the land on which the grass is growing? Otherwise I must take the horse with me and sell it." Then black Pieternel jumped on gray horse Paard again and had it gallopping around and around; frightening Clinton and Trump, so both fled. And a young green man, nearing to become friends with Pieternel and Paard applauded.
Ballad of Pieternel, Paard and Green Man:
rapping:
Horse: My name is Paard, eat grass and oat;
do like field better than a road.
Pieternel: Hello, I say to all I meet,
but please be honest and don't cheat.
Green Man: We want America be great;
not with money but as caring state.
together singing (and a bit dancing):
From east to west our land is best
when you and me choose green and rest.
Enjoy a dance and make a ride;
such opens heart and mind quite wide.
Be rich with Nature, not in Wall Street;
our president must give the lead....indeed.
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