THE DEAN OF THE FACULTY

Today was like any other day, I put my hand in some girl's knickers and she gave me a slap,
someone said that they were horrified by the discovery,
nothing there, only a mass of frolicking spiders.

Class had been suspended, relations not mended,
a promise not to repeat, otherwise I'll lose my seat;
all this fuss, just preparing them for life outside,
there may be many openings, some of them wide.

Is this what our life is really all about?
or should I be teaching sincerity and love?
Respecting thy neighbour would be good for advertising,
don't think you can escape, even with a prayer and a wing.

I'll just be careful for the rest of the semester,
and remember that my days are over when I used to pester.