Original Palindromes Oldest

So, millionaire Bismarck, cram Siberian oil-limos!

Sore Teheran - emo (wo)men are heteros.

Zara: “Clap or drop, Alcaraz!”

Bob, assess a bob.

But a wasted ace cadet saw a tub!

But Serena can-ere stub.

“Ma, Jamaica Mac, I am a jam!”

Must it sum?

No, Is ivy my vision?

Rebut if fit, Uber.

Sus, draw Otto Bot towards us.

“Walnuts,” I say as I stun law.

DEI llama: “I am allied!”

No, it is opera, avid as a diva, a reposition.

O, had I potato or yam-I revel at tuber rebuttal-ever I may root atop Idaho.

A GABA turn on, we spot pale man on a no-name laptop: sewn-on rutabaga!

Bust naïve, deviant sub.

Deli, “Affix a fix, I fax if failed.”

Eh, canapés use panache!

Evade use of a foe, sue Dave.

“Eve”, I say arraigning, “I array a sieve.”

Loot’s too far off for a foot stool.

Mull even an inane vellum.

Ned rages, “O’r, a rose garden?!”

“No, it is open: one position.”

Sorting nitros?

Tie tag it, I’ll litigate it.

Trade it for Croftie dart.

Warden, Ruby burned raw!

We flee fleet, see steel, feel few.