RETURN TO PALINDROME AGAIN

Madam, in Eden I'm Adam
May a moody baby doom a yam?
No, it never propagates if I set a gap or prevention
No trace; not one carton
Dammit, I'm mad!
Dairy myriad
Must sell at tallest sum
Murder for a jar of red rum
Too bad, I hid a boot
Too far, Edna, we wander afoot
Rats ailed, damn it, in mad Delia's tar!
Rats live on no evil star
Doom an evil deed, liven a mood
Do, O God, no evil deed, live on, do good