Cut Off At The Pass

Last night my beautiful Linda, looked voluptuous beyond compare;
Her body very scantly clad, forty inches of gorgeous hair!
My libido was going crazy, I pulled her to my side;
I whispered that I loved her, my excitement I could not hide!
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We kissed and held a minute, knowing quiet we had to be;
For Cookie was sleeping underneath our bed, and we didn’t want her to see!
Because she has a nasty habit, of governing our sex;
Showing up before it’s culmination, a most unwanted hex!
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For somehow, she is very psychic, we will see her little head;
Racing up her doggie stairway, alerted to a “code red”!
All of a sudden, she is watching us, our moment quickly passed;
Trading fruition for fits of laughter, both of us aghast!
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Our psychic Cookie
Knows just when to intercede
Cut off at the pass