Original Palindromes Lacitebahpla

No wine vintner apparent, Niven, I won.

Now in a Vette, Van, I won.

Now in a memory my bra ended nearby my Rome man I won.

Now in a mania, Ted Lasso locks a task: colossal “detain a man I won.”

Now in a horse race, no one cares, Rohan: I won.

Now I must save not one vast sum I won.

Now I must fold, loft, sum I won!

Now I murmur, “Rum, rum, I won.”

Now I may let a lost lamb or a cat at a carob malt, so lately am I won?

Now I may assess a yam I won.

No, Will, I won!

Now ill ‘Aesop poets’—a waste!—oppose all I won.

Now I hone my strategy (a silly, dim idyll): I say, “Get artsy, men - oh , I won!”

No wig, or grog I won.

No wig, or frog I won.

No wig, or fag or grog—a frog I won.

No wig, nor pony; no prong I won.

No wig, no gong I won.

No wig, Geronimo—no minor egg I won.

No wig, a hag I won.

“Now,” I gag, “A gag I won!”

No wig, a bag I won.

“Now,” I gab, “a bag I won.”

Now if low loofahs upset a ripe raw late-model Bible, do metalware pirates push a fool wolf I won?

Now I, fit, I rep an aperitif I won. (Now, if I tire, pan aperitif-I won!)

Now if I say so, grab a fab argosy as if I won.

“No WIFI?” - Red - “Now I wonder if I won!”

No WiFi if I won.

Now if I don’t nod to get a map a mate got, don’t nod if I won.

“Now if I’d dash a jar, a hamster frets,” maharajahs add if I won.