Original Palindromes Oldest

Damn, Ed, I am a maiden mad!

Design abuses Ubangis, Ed.

Do gall Ike when, eh, we kill a god.

“Do get a reb!” I berate God.

Do mama if I am a mod.

Do toss a lasso, Tod.

Eli fed ewes odd dose we defile.

EU grain is a sin, I argue.

He sang “O Lob My Gym Bolognas,” eh?

He saw a Jedi hide Jawas, eh?

I assess AI.

I hiss “Agassi-hi!”

Ian, redo modern AI!

If I feel fit, I flee Fifi.

In I trample, hot to help Martini!

Leno locks a man in a mask, Colonel.

Maisel, an opus: “Tits up - on ales I am.”

Mate, metadata date met AM!

Nail-like, Tom smote Killian.

Nell, use bots to be sullen.

No leftist’s rube burst, “Sit, felon!”

Not sure when, eh, we rust on.

Now as I stab bats, I saw on.

Nurse made dames run!

O, gay Aden oiled a deli one day ago!

Pantone made dame not nap.

Paste wet sap?

Pure evil ward did drawl, “I veer up!”

Put, “I must sum it up.”

Ra, banish tribe births in a bar.