text_original: "Gar r r r, gar r r r," snarled Ebenezer in a perfect frenzy of agony and rage, lifting his fore paws to his smarting cheeks and trying vainly to pull out the sharp, barbed quills which were penetrating his flesh. But he soon found out that the more he rubbed and scratched, the worse the cruel quills hurt him. "Gar r r r, gar r r r," howled Ebenezer again, more loudly and impatiently than before.
text_transcription: GAR GOG SNARLED EBENEZER IN A PERFECT FRENZY OF AGONY AND RAGE LIFTING HIS FORE PAW TO HIS SMARTING CHEEKS AND TRYING VAINLY TO PULL OUT THE SHARP BARBED QUILLS WHICH WERE PENETRATING HIS FLESH BUT HE SOON FOUND OUT THAT THE MORE HE RUBBED AND SCRATCHED THE WORSE THE CRUEL QUILLS HURT HIM GAR HOWLED EBENEZER AGAIN MORE LOUDLY AND IMPATIENTLY THAN BEFORE
phonemes: "ɡˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ, ɡˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ," snˈɑːɹld ˈɛbənˌɛzɚɹ ɪn ɐ pˈɜːfɛkt fɹˈɛnzi ʌv ˈæɡəni ænd ɹˈeɪdʒ, lˈɪftɪŋ hɪz fˈɔːɹ pˈɔːz tə hɪz smˈɑːɹɾɪŋ tʃˈiːks ænd tɹˈaɪɪŋ vˈeɪnli tə pˈʊl ˈaʊt ðə ʃˈɑːɹp, bˈɑːɹbd kwˈɪlz wˌɪtʃ wɜː pˈɛnɪtɹˌeɪɾɪŋ hɪz flˈɛʃ. bˌʌt hiː sˈuːn fˈaʊnd ˈaʊt ðætðə mˈɔːɹ hiː ɹˈʌbd ænd skɹˈætʃt, ðə wˈɜːs ðə kɹˈuːəl kwˈɪlz hˈɜːt hˌɪm. "ɡˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ, ɡˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ ˈɑːɹ," hˈaʊld ˈɛbənˌɛzɚɹ ɐɡˈɛn, mˈɔːɹ lˈaʊdli ænd ɪmpˈeɪʃəntli ðɐn bᵻfˈɔːɹ.