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Mad props to Wallace Wallechinsky, though I edit his punctuation:

Do good? I? No! Evil, anon, I deliver! I maim nine more hero-men in Saginaw, sanitary sword a-tuck. Carol, I, lo, rack cut a drowsy rat in Aswan, I gas nine more hero-men in Miami. Reviled, I, Nona, live on. I do, O God! --1977 Wallechinsky, Wallace

Incredible. "Sword a-tuck." I must remember that one, especially when I'm imitating the old Sega Master System game Kenseiden. It even has Old English style kennings. Hell, it kinda reads like the Kalevala.

I would also be remiss if I talked about palindromes and didn't mention the Riders in the Sky, who frequently do skits featuring Palindrome Man. Comical, singing cowboys? Yes, each one. Graduate degrees in physics? Yes, most of them. Odd. And if it's Christmas time, they do a really nice version of "Por que tu llores, Maria?" I don't know why that's subjunctive. Woody Paul, King of the Cowboy Fiddlers, is also related to my old roommate Drew, who seems to have no viable web presence, but works at Sudekum Planetarium. It's funny to watch Drew and a man in a garish cowboy outfit discuss astrophysics.