Original Palindromes Alphabetical

No wise man’s names I won.

Now I set up Sid to plan a bottle by me; it’ll tie my belt to banal pot disputes I won.

Now I sexed nine ponies in a groinal plan I organise in open indexes I won.

Now I sneer: “Guru, gyrate: I deride dire dietary guru greens I won!”

Now I stun odd donuts I won.

No, with gift, fight I won!

No … with gifts, a last fight I won.

No, with Gil bird-rib light, I won.

No, with gilded light I won.

No, with girdle held right, I won.

No, with Guantanamo man at naught, I won.

No witness, a fool. A nasal aria's time emits air. Alas, an aloof assent: I won.

“Now it’s a Canopus Eye,” cited I, “eel bait: a snide Zagreb-born robber gazed insatiable eidetic eyes upon a cast I won.”

Now I won!

Now joy: bury Ruby—OJ won!

Now, Lon Nol won.

Now, Mae, that Utah team won!

Now, Miss, end a madness—I’m won.

Now my “no dues”pseudonym won!

Now, Ned, I am a maiden nun. Ned, I am a maiden won.

Now, Ned, I am a maiden won.

“Now on a bad day, a minima idiot revealed ‘Nam: no slender brewer bred Nelson Mandela ever to Idi Amin,” I may add, aba now on.

No wonder it’s tired, “No” won!

Now, one last piece retailored loftily lit folderol I ate: receipt sale now on!

Now one portal I’m navigating is a sign I tag Ivan Milat … rope now on.

“No word, Don…odd… row on.”

“No word,” I say, as I’d row on.

No word, no bond, row on.

“Now or never?” I ape now, “one pair even row on!”

No worse, Pacific apes row on.