Original Palindromes Lacitebahpla

We dye no honey, eye no honeydew.

We‘d yen, O Honeydew!

We dye no honeydew.

We drool ‘floor dew’.

We dress, or get a hot dog seller and Narelle’s god to hate grosser dew.

We draw on a Man O’War dew.

We draw fog-of-war dew.

“We don’t soldier away as it’s a foot too fast,” I say, aware I’d lost no dew.

We do meta-bedlam in an animal debate, mode W!

We do dew, we few, we do dew.

We do Dew.

Wed not on dew!

Wed no Anna on dew!

We’d limp, mad, on no damp mildew.

We’d lime to note mildew.

We’d lime… mildew.

We display Alps I dew.

Wed honor, evil, Doc Tim: reps permit cod liver on—oh!—dew.

We desire cerise dew.

We deride dire dew.

We demo snot on some dew.

We decide I’ll use sullied ice dew.

We decided ore’s iron, or is eroded ice dew.

We decided: ice dew.

We’d dump Milton’s fresh side-dish: serf, snot-limp mud, dew.

Wedding: I sign Id dew.

We dare vomit, Tim-over a Dew!

We dare possess ‘opera dew’!

We’d add loci to pentatonic abaci (not at nepotic old dad—ew!)

Way to not spill latte: get tall lips to not yaw!