Original Palindromes Oldest

Piss off, Ossip!

Sit, it’s over, papa Prevost, it is.

“Sup ma, calculate snow onset!” - Al, UCLA campus.

Yo, both tribe vags gave birth to boy.

“Emo, I brew open on it in one power biome.”

He flexes a sex elf, eh?

He snoops on no spoons, eh?

“No, still lit, son!”

Pastures use rut sap.

Set, I know law; oval avowal won kites.

Poppa’s perp preps AP pop.

Elle sighed, “Alec, Incel Alec - nice lad, eh, Giselle?”

Resolved: “Renni was a winner; Dev, loser.”

“Alien tits’ apogee: go past it!” - Neil A.

“Do orbit nuts ask rower if fireworks a stunt,” I brood?

Resolute meme met “U Loser!”

Won’t safe cars race fast, now?

Draw pure tawdry wyrd water upward.

Emeritae, did a bad idea tire me?

Meet, seek a title belt-I take esteem.

Otto, ‘mad emus sad’, I am late: my metal maid assumed a motto!

Putin, “‘Om’ must summon it up!”

Recap slate metal spacer.

Red Rosy, a Spartan in a trap, says “order!”

Rein it in, I made Red a Mini tinier!

Ain’t I fit, Nia?

DA Monica, play Al Pacino mad.

Deli octet coiled.

Do gyms assess as my god?

Do I report “Sack Castro” period?