Original Palindromes Oldest

Wasted acts in a gap a paganist cadet saw.

Wasted acts in my hall a hymnist cadet saw.

Wasting is a sign I won, knowing is a sign it saw.

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

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

We deride dire dew.

We display Alps I dew.

We do Dew.

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

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

We draw on a Man O’War dew.

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

We dye no honeydew.

Won’t serotonin K.C. ordered rock Nino to rest now?

Won’t servile Liv rest, now?

Won’t Sis ‘n’ I insist now?

Won’t six enemy men exist now?

Won’t society locate some demo-set acolyte I cost now?

Won’t solid lots awe lame Fred if no confider female was told I lost now?

Won’t solitary men enamor free beer from an enemy rat I lost now?

Won’t some dire dresser deride most now?

Won’t some lucid ire we manage peg a name we ridicule most now?

Won’t tame Manila ever reveal I name Matt now?

Won’t ungulates’ pull upset a lug nut now?

Won’t we nab a newt now?

Wonton stew, sir, is wet snot now.

Work cash sack row.

Work cats net ten stack row.

Work nads, so to toss dank row.

“Work raw lube, not one bulwark row.”