What is the use of my breasts
however beautifully bloomed in par
with young fruits of a tall Palmyra tree,
when my breasts are not having the chance
of sticking of the shedding sandal particles while
embracing the chest,
chest being smeared with cool sandalwood paste,
of the Pandiya King, the so called Thennan, who has large
elephant with long sharp tusks!
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