Original Palindromes Oldest

I had a bad ahi.

I had, alas, a salad: ahi.

“I hate my baby” met a “Hi!”

I hate wet ahi!

I hose zoo ooze, so—“Hi!”

I, Kay, ire Trevor over teriyaki.

I Kiwanis-sass in a Wiki.

I, lab boss, sob, “Bali!”

“I ladle,” urged a vet, “evade gruel, Dali.”

I, lame nut, penned, “Dust—sudden Neptune Mali?”

I laned Denali.

I led a red nude by a day bed under a deli.

I lessen, damn it; solemn rot’s torn me, lost in madness, Eli.

I lessen it … folderol, I ATE tailored loftiness, Eli!

I let a fez amaze fat Eli.

“I let one man I’d named as a liar trek” I hailed Eli, “a hiker trail—as a demand I name not Eli!”

I like Kili.

I live evil, I.

I lob Mort’s Bologna cuts; Stu can go lob Stromboli.

I lob Mort’s stromboli.

I, mad as a god, do gas Adami.

I, madam, on an oily lion, a nomad am I.

“I made Di,” asserts Mae’s seamstress,” aid Ed, ami.”

I made dice do some memo, so decided am I.

I made Kansas sass—as naked am I.

I made tart surf Net (for often frustrated am I!)

I made use, Nola, alone: sued am I?

I, male, macho, oh, camel am I.

“I, man, am a miss,” I hiss, “I’m a man—am I?”

I, man, am amiss—I’m a man, am I?