Lord Shiva

He lives with his consort, Parvati
Chops off the head of his son in anger
And replaces it with the head of an elephant

Creates and destroys the world as he pleases
Carries drums and tri-spears in his hands
Snakes and skulls hang around his neck

His body smeared with ashes of dead bodies
Riding bulls like cowboys on mountains
Smoking fresh grown mountain marijuana

He is a symbol of virility for women
They go to Shiv Shankar temples in all towns
To worship his phallus year around.