Ms. Palindrome:
Hannaversary
Ms. Palindrome:
Forsythia is pure joy
Ms. Palindrome:
Daffodil
Ms. Palindrome:
April is the cruelest month
Ms. Palindrome:
At ease
Ms. Palindrome:
Other things may change us, but we start and end with family
Ms. Palindrome:
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Ms. Palindrome:
Where is my hypothetical point A?
Ms. Palindrome:
All these songs about rain
Ms. Palindrome:
I'm sensitive and I'd like to stay that way
Ms. Palindrome:
The tulips are too red in the first place