- You, victorious king! You have made anklets with the gold of the crown off the king you defeated.
- I am a poet singing to shame your foes.
- Long live as you are today.
- Be among all exchanging sweet words.
- Your land if fertile that a small area that an elephant lay on yields to save seven elephants.
Poem by: Muulang-killaar of Aavuur village
Poem to: Soozan KilliValavan, who died at
Kulamutram village.
Message: praising
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