Founder’s Palindrome

Lewd did I live & evil I did dwel.
-John Taylor

Reach, who started it?
Upon wordsmithies, 
Horses shed their loads
And the talkiest writers 
Monarchs they did goad

I swear, raw deals are 
Mistake tartar
And how I agreed
To get here
Is a tale I'm willing to barer

Don't say it forward
Back into dust
Why won't agree
To eat all but crust

Pizza is a trip
And powder makes the skis
I wished upon a mountain
To be first and of the breeze