Original Palindromes Oldest

I’m a Mom, am I?

I’m a Pop, am I?

“I’m a damsel,” brawny Llewellyn warbles, “—mad am I!”

I’m a Dane; a maenad, am I?

I’m a fool aloof, Ami.

I’m a GI root—to origami.

I’m a giro rep, apt at paper origami.

I’m a ‘ho’, oh am I?

I’m a lasagna hog, Hannah—go hang a salami!

I’m a lasagna hog, O Sara, so go hang a salami!

I’m a “last salami!”

I’m a live ogre, ergo, evil am I!

I’m a Madam Adam, am I?

I’m a “never-ever-even” am I?

I’m a party rat in a snug, unsanitary trap, am I?

I’m a Pocono cop, am I?

I’m a rotary gyrator, am I?

I’m a Slav in race carnivals, am I?

I’m a ten-game babe magnet, am I?

I’m a track-limp milk cart, am I?

I’m a tune nut, am I?

I’m ADHD am I?

I’m aimed at old Madam d’Lotade, Miami.

I’m aimed under red nude, Miami!

I’m Al, a slave—I demolish a tuna-can, Utah-silo, medieval salami.

I’m Al, a slave—I demolish Sam’s mash-silo, medieval salami.

I’m Al, a slave—I demolish tooth-silo, medieval salami.

I’m Al, a slave—I demolish Tom’s moth-silo, medieval salami.

I’m Al, a slob—my symbol: salami!

I’m, alas, a one-guru, Genoa salami.