text_original: "How trim he appears," the horse exclaimed, "since his awkward thumbs are gone! For the life of me I cannot see why the Lord ever put them on!" "Still it seems to me," the dog replied, "that there's something else to do; His ears look rather too long for me, and how do they look to you?"
text_transcription: HOW TRIM HE APPEARS THE HORSE EXCLAIMED SINCE HIS AWKWARD THUMBS ARE GONE FOR THE LIFE OF ME I CANNOT SEE WHY THE LORD EVER PUTS THEM ON STILL IT SEEMS TO ME THE DOG REPLIED THAT THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE TO DO HIS EARS LOOK RATHER TOO LONG FOR ME AND HOW DO THEY LOOK TO YOU
phonemes: "hˌaʊ tɹˈɪm hiː ɐpˈɪɹz," ðə hˈɔːɹs ɛksklˈeɪmd, "sˈɪns hɪz ˈɔːkwɚd θˈʌmz ɑːɹ ɡˈɔn! fɚðə lˈaɪf ʌv mˌiː aɪ kænˈɑːt sˈiː wˌaɪ ðə lˈɔːɹd ˈɛvɚ pˌʊt ðˌɛm ˈɔn!" "stˈɪl ɪt sˈiːmz tə mˌiː," ðə dˈɑːɡ ɹᵻplˈaɪd, "ðæt ðɛɹz sˈʌmθɪŋ ˈɛls tə dˈuː; hɪz ˈɪɹz lˈʊk ɹˈæðɚ tˈuː lˈɔŋ fɔːɹ mˌiː, ænd hˌaʊ dˈuː ðeɪ lˈʊk tə juː?"