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Victory to the face of Parvati! When she makes love in the male position, it makes Shiva too look as if he had a long lotus growing from his navel.*

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Victory to the breasts of Parvati! Smilingly Shiva had put his hand on them, and then Skanda, being upset by a suspicion that Ganesha was sitting on her lap, pulled off the cloth covering them.*

Victory to that wrathful Chandi! Before her feet has fallen, though used to embracing her, the moon-crested one, repelled by a mere “hm.” Thus he resembles an arrow of Kama at whose tip a half-moon shaped blade has been fixed, which was aimed at her throat, shot with a twang of the bow, and has fallen at her feet.*

Victory to Lakshmi! Out of embarrassment she looked askance when the gods and demons made fun of her, since her trickster husband, on whom she had placed the garland of selection, turned into Mohini.*

I praise those demons and that Vishnu in the form of the deceitful Mohini! In their lust for the honey of her bimba-red lips, they even let go of the nectar.*

Victory to the love games of Lakshmi when she is blinded by passion! A serpent serves as her bed, Garuda is ignored, Brahma gets hit by her necklace, and she inhales the fumes of the serpent’s hundred hoods.*