Waiting for the dean As i wait for the dean on the couch i play with my loafers, dangling them and cradeling my books im flunking in school but thankfully i know a secret about the dean. I do try to convince first with promises of being a better student but when i fail at that i have no choice i know he has a love for erotic photography with skimpy clad women so i offer up myself as a muse in return for higher grades and what a higher grade i recieved when i was done i had all A's