My Alphabets (needs finish)

AuroraBorealphabet 
comprises twenty-six
substratospheric oddities:
my Technicolor pics.
 
My Bacchanalphabet delights
in rites of Dionysus: 
I satirize six satyr plays for 'S.'
For 'I,' it’s ISIS. 
 
My chapbook, Chaparralphabet, 
shows six and twenty plants. 
Each blooms in northern Baja,
there its scrubland to enhance. 
 
My so-called Donegalphabet 
commends the Em'rald Isle.
(I wrote, as well, a Dalphabet,
Afghanistani-style.) 
 
My gem-like Emmentalphabet's 
unfurled the world of cheese –
Areeshes trough Zanetti Parmigianos.
(See: no Bries,)
 
I penn'd a FemmeFatal'phabet;
dark ladies shape its theme:  
all Mses who emasculate,
all Mrses who scheme. 
 
On pace to trace a Galphabet
of naughty girls and nice,  
I switch'd my gears: "Should not, my dears, 
Fatal'phabet suffice…?"   

Among my works: Halalphabet.
It features food taboos. 
(OK'd are artichokes and ziti.
Not OK'd is booze.)  

My International'phabet
lists patriotic songs.  
Some ten plus two require kazoo.
(One specs suspended gongs.)  

You might enjoy Joualphabet:
my trips to Montreal  
exposed me to their language blue –
in Quebecoisey drawl.)

My curious Kanalphabet*
portrays the manhole covers  
from Poland’s cities -- twenty-six! –
sage rummaging discovers.
 
     * 'Kanal' is Polish for 'sewer.'
 
In viewing my Lo-Calphabet,
do dieters explore
the benefits of kelp and grits…?
They do. (Seems less is more!)

My MyGalSalphabet corrals

those gals with punk reputes --
tarts, hookers, slags, streetwalkers, hags,
loose women, prostitutes. 

Behold Neanderthalphabet:
ancestral tales it tells --
from Australos through salmon roes
to "...zimple zingle zells." 

Oedipalphabet...

Pastoralphabet...

Quetzalcoatlphabet...

Roncevalle'phabet...

Saturnalphabet...

TajMahalphabet...

UberAll'phabet...

Valhallphabet...

Wallphabet 

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Y'allphabet 

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