Of Abby 1 Contend, O LORD, with those contending third period students; be obnoxious to the kids who are so obnoxious to me. 2 Take up detention slips and referrals; arise and come when the bell rings. 3 Brandish answers against those who ask stupid questions. Say to my soul, "I am the teacher." 4 May those who speak without raising their hands be disgraced and put to shame; may those mouths that comment incessantly be duct taped shut. 5 May they be like accelerated reader books, driven to the lost and found by the day care teachers; 6 May their dilly dally walking, drive them straight to the principle’s office. 7 Since they persist to talk without cause and without cause drown out my own voice, 8 may mass quantities of homework overtake them by surprise— may their parents give them extra chores, may they lose their lunch money, to their ruin. 9 Then my soul will rejoice in the LORD and delight in his salvation. 10 My whole being will exclaim, "