text_original: Now you write from your cellar, I find out your art, You rhyme as folks fence, in _tierce_ and in _cart_: Your ink is your poison, your pen is what not; Your ink is your drink, your pen is your pot.
text_transcription: NOW YOU WRITE FROM YOUR CELLAR I FIND OUT YOUR ART ERYMAS FOLKS FENCE IN TIERCE AND IN CART YOUR INK IS YOUR POISON YOUR PEN IS WHAT NOT YOUR INK IS YOUR DRINK YOUR PEN IS YOUR POT
phonemes: nˈaʊ juː ɹˈaɪt fɹʌm jʊɹ sˈɛlɚ, aɪ fˈaɪnd ˈaʊt jʊɹ ˈɑːɹt, juː ɹˈaɪm æz fˈoʊks fˈɛns, ɪn tˈɪɹs ænd ɪn kˈɑːɹt: jʊɹ ˈɪŋk ɪz jʊɹ pˈɔɪzən, jʊɹ pˈɛn ɪz wʌt nˈɑːt; jʊɹ ˈɪŋk ɪz jʊɹ dɹˈɪŋk, jʊɹ pˈɛn ɪz jʊɹ pˈɑːt.