text_original: "Yes, we had better run," quacked Duck luck, and away he waddled with Hen pen, and Chicken diddle after him. They ran and ran till they came to a green meadow, and there was Goose loose eating the green grass.
text_transcription: YES WE HAD BETTER RUN QUACK DUCK GLUCK AND AWAY HE WADDLED WITH HENPEN AND CHICKEN DIDDLE AFTER HIM THEY RAN AND RAN TILL THEY CAME TO A GREEN MEADOW AND THERE WAS GOOSE SLUSE EATING THE GREEN GRASS
phonemes: "jˈɛs, wiː hæd bˈɛɾɚ ɹˈʌn," kwˈækt dˈʌk lˈʌk, ænd ɐwˈeɪ hiː wˈɑːdəld wɪð hˈɛn pˈɛn, ænd tʃˈɪkɪn dˈɪdəl ˈæftɚ hˌɪm. ðeɪ ɹˈæn ænd ɹˈæn tˈɪl ðeɪ kˈeɪm tʊ ɐ ɡɹˈiːn mˈɛdoʊ, ænd ðɛɹwˌʌz ɡˈuːs lˈuːs ˈiːɾɪŋ ðə ɡɹˈiːn ɡɹˈæs.