Original Palindromes Alphabetical

‘O native clod, ales reverse “la dolce vita”, no?

O naughty man, I saw I was in a myth: guano!

“O naughty me, tut, it’s Bush—substitute, myth, guano.”

On Augusta mad Ed named I saw, as I demanded, a Matsu guano.

On Augusta, Ma saw, was a Matsu guano.

On August I jujitsu guano.

On Dateline’s a senile tad, no?

On dog Rae delivers, nuns revile: “Dear God, No!”

One bad example has, Sir, a ‘Larissa’ help Max, Ed, Abe—no?

One bad, lower grammar grew old, Abe, no?

One bad namaste lets Amanda “be”, no?

On Ebay Amos traded Art; so may Abe, no?

One birth’s in a Danish tribe, no?

One camera per prison—O Sir, prepare mace, no?

One can ax an ace, no?

One carpool tunnel, Len: “nut loop race”—no?

“One car race, no?”

One cued Delbert: six is trebled deuce, no?

One dame revised a Hades I’ve remade, no?

One dice deliver, if Sal, Lisa (as ill as fire vile) decide, “No!”

One dit/dah: I jam radios so I’d arm a jihad tide, no?

One evaded Aveeno.

One filled omen I plan is to let Adele date lots in alpine model life, no?

One film lacks a motto: got to mask calm life, no?

O’Neill, I bet all—I titillate Billie, no?

One jazz I play, or royal pizza, Jeno?

“One kilt, Lucille,” yell I, “cult-like, no!”

One lady gnat sees tangy Dale, no?

One last piece receipts ale, no?

On Elba, I made Robert sulk: calm, lacklustre, bored, amiable, no?