Blaming The Dog Poem by Ima Ryma

My boss stopped by my house so that
She could pick up a file that I
Had worked on in my habitat
While being a work from home guy.
I'd just finished a spicy meal,
And while we're chatting, suddenly
In my lower bowels I did feel
An explosion about to be.
The gas did pass without a sound,
But quickly the awful smell came,
Filling all nostrils all around.
I told my boss the dog's to blame.

Done with my blaming monologue,
I remembered I had no dog.