Original Palindromes Oldest

Nam opera nutso Trevor got to Grover to stun a repo man.

Note I, dire grub as is is a burger I diet on.

Note, I do Total, eggs, monster, geese, egrets (no MSG), gelato to diet on.

Now wondered I, snockered, “Sir, is Derek considered now won?”

Poor Tony, a perp, did prepay no troop.

Rae, his dorm indexed nimrods, I hear.

Red now, is PM averse to votes re vamps, I wonder?

“Set on an alias, Di did sail,” Ana notes.

“Sir, Bat, as I note,” Lee let on,” is at a bris.”

Siri’s so hot to Hoss, Iris.

So many debs, Iris, be dynamos.

Ten across I miss: orca net?

Oh, a din I saw was in Idaho.

On Asti, it’s a no!

One cardinal asks Alan, “I’d race, no?”

One mohel assesses sale home, no?

Ore has a hero?

Par was a ‘wrap’.

Partisan era sees arenas I trap.

Peeve not one veep!

Pit Qanon on a Qtip.

Pity me my tip.

Polite, yet I lop!

Puerile epidermis: I’m red, I peel, I re-up.

Pun, “I go gin up.”

Pup, aligning, I lap up.

Raw pots stop war.

Airy Stalin saw Tituba, but it was nil at Syria.

He loots stool, eh?

Galileo, Noel, I lag.