Original Palindromes Lacitebahpla

Well, are tall OCS duds collateral, Lew?

Well, are fleet eel feral, Lew?

Well, Anais surmises I’m Russian, Al.—Lew.

“Well, adios, Unisys!” sobs bossy, sinusoidal Lew.

We let Art surf to not frustrate Lew.

We let a ripper perp preprep pirate Lew.

We legalise silage, Lew.

We laud, apt, a nun at Padua, Lew.

We know a law on Kew.

“We jaw!” - a Jew.

We jam radios, so I’d arm a Jew.

We hiss, “I hew.”

We hide roots (too red!) I hew.

We help Pitt tipple, hew.

We help Pacific Apple hew.

We gab, “Poop bag-Ew!”

We fret we pondered no pewter few.

We fret, we pewter few.

We fret, we pee, so two ran in in a row to see pewter few.

We fret sinister few.

We fret new, enter few.

We freed fine venison; no sin even if deer few.

We foot GI boot too big, too few.

We flavor oval few.

We flail, if as a filial few.

We fire, son, at no font: a no-serif—ew!

We few erase cares, Al. Laser aces are we few.

We few.

We feral, ladened, ruby burdened all, are few.

We felt, “Subdue feud, bustle few!”