In plain words
The poet, of his own verses: These are the words of Toṇṭaraṭippoṭi, whose service is the tulasi [strung for the Lord] and whose ancient glory is service to the Lord's servants, on Kaṇṇaṉ, who killed the huge elephant fed on balls of rice [Kuvalayāpīḍa] within the great city of Mathurā with its white mansions rising in beauty, on Māl of Araṅgam who loves his own: though they are immature and poor verses, how sweet they are to my Lord!