text_original: Crumb snatcher am I called, and I am the son of Bread nibbler—he was my stout hearted father—and my mother was Quern licker, the daughter of Ham gnawer the king: she bare me in the mouse hole and nourished me with food, figs and nuts and dainties of all kinds.
text_transcription: CRUMBSTATCHER AM I CALLED AND I AM THE SON OF BREAD NIMBLER HE WAS MY STOUT HEARTED FATHER AND MY MOTHER WAS CORN LIQUOR THE DAUGHTER OF HAMNAR THE KING SHE BARE ME IN THE MOUSE HOLE AND NOURISHED ME WITH FOOD FIGS AND NUTS AND DAINTIES OF ALL KINDS
phonemes: kɹˈʌm snˈætʃɚɹ ɐm aɪ kˈɔːld, ænd aɪɐm ðə sˈʌn ʌv bɹˈɛd nˈɪblɚ—hiː wʌz maɪ stˈaʊt hˈɑːɹɾᵻd fˈɑːðɚ—ænd maɪ mˈʌðɚ wʌz kwˈɜːn lˈɪkɚ, ðə dˈɔːɾɚɹ ʌv hˈæm nˈæwɚ ðə kˈɪŋ: ʃiː bˈɛɹ mˌiː ɪnðə mˈaʊs hˈoʊl ænd nˈɜːɹɪʃt mˌiː wɪð fˈuːd, fˈɪɡz ænd nˈʌts ænd dˈeɪntiz ʌv ˈɔːl kˈaɪndz.