P is for Perfection

Pure (practically) Arabian, my pretty presence says it all. I'm no prissy prima donna. In pasture or prairie, I perform with patience and panache. Some people (okay, one, my mistress) praise my polite, playful pace. I pose for photographs aplenty, positive that a portentous place in our planet's history is my due.

I need not primp or proclaim my position to the population at large. I am a premier example of my race, I say with perspective and a paucity of pride. Who needs a pedigree when one personifies perfection? Put me on a pedestal if you must.

Pshaw, I blush to say, I am quite possibly a pony paragon.

For more P words from Mrs. Nesbitt's ABC Wednesday, click here.