THE PALINDROME


"A man, a plan, a canal -- Panama,"
It reads the same backwards and forwards,

I could rack my brain 'til the cows come home
And not find one in my palette of words,

I've searched thru my memory for a new one,
Squinted and cried -- nose aglow,

I found, "Able was I ere I saw Elba,"
"Radar "and "Abba" -- that's all I know.

by D. Edgar Murray 01/30/2000.