(a palindrome poem)
.
Dammit, I’m mad.
We few,
we panic in a pew.
(Red rum, sir, is murder.)
I,
bird rib.
Evil olive.
Gift fig.
(No lemons, no melon.)
I
level
solos.
I
name now one man.
Oh, who was it I saw? Oh, who?
Was it a rat I saw?
Draw, O coward –
never odd or even,
never a foot too far, even.
Pull up if I pull up.
(Now, I won.)
Won’t lovers revolt now?
I prefer pi.
Sex at noon. Taxes.
O, stone, be not so.
I
kayak.
Are we not drawn on to new era?
…………………………(Don’t nod.)
Do geese see God?
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I checked every one. You just blew my mind. I love you to pieces.
I must confess, this is a bit of a “found” poem, just assembled by me. There are many websites that offer “palindrome sentences”. 😉 It’s super fun to go through them all, though, and find the ones that actually make sense. Some of them are ridiculous. Google immediately. 😉
Sex at noon. Taxes. – is the most hilarious one! As I try to think about how those two things would ever go together!
The funniest thing is that it appeared this way on the palindrome list:
Sex at noon taxes. (as in, taxes as a verb.) LOL.
I put the period in because it cracked.me.up. Like these things are inevitable. Instead of death, sex. 😉