Original Palindromes Alphabetical

Tipsy Ma, off on Aegean of foamy spit.

Tipsy or not, Sis, Nina can insist on Roy’s pit.

Tipsy, we do dewy spit.

Tip-top sedan is in a despot pit.

Tip was, “I saw pit.”

Tiramisu, pot, cod, octopus—I mar it.

Tired is no cost, so consider it.

Tired, no plan, I fret semester Final, ponder it.

Tired—no pot to ponder “it.”

Tired nude, draw a star as a rat’s awarded under it.

Tired, nude, I, Ruby, do basic tests etc. … is a body buried under it?

“Tired nudes I met in a diadem, and a cadet, are both sure we rush to be rated,” a cad named Aidan itemised under it.

Tired nudes, pale, relapsed under it.

Tired nudes use vital errata Qatar relatives used under it.

Tired nude Tatum stars as rats mutated under it.

Tired, nude, we lit a love volatile—wed under it!

Tired nugget I bit, egg under it.

Tired nutcases act under it.

Tired nut on pop, not under it.

Tired robots to border it.

Tired robot to border it.

Tire, drum, murder it.

Tire monster frets, “No merit?”

‘Tis a heme meme has it!

‘Tis a heron; or it is a hydrolytic city … Lordy, has it iron ore, has it?

“‘Tis arena fan era: Sit!”

“Tis as if is a sit.

“’Tis a wrong,” I say “a sign-or was it?”

‘Tis burlap: a pal rubs it.

‘Tis but an Irish sin if I finish, Sir, in a tub-sit.