Classic Poem

D ENTO , what means this sudden change?
Four times of late — 'tis passing strange —
You have refused to dine; to-day
I followed and you rushed away
From me whom once you tried to meet
In bath, in theatre, or street.
The reason I can well divine,
You've found a richer board than mine,
And dogs like you will always creep
Towards the fattest midden heap;
But soon your host, beyond a doubt,
Will find you — aye and kick you out:
Then you will fawn in currish wise
For scraps of what you now despise.