text_original: 200 SUMMARY JUSTICE. He clenched his hand, he stamped his foot,  Bright flushed the little cheek : " If I were King, I 'd do this thing — Cut heads off every week. * Oh ! in my realm bad men no more Should live by land or sea ; And in all hearts, — I *d make a law,  No wicked thoughts should be ! " 20I AND THE TRUE LOVE WAITS.
text_transcription: SUMMARY JUSTICE HE CLENCHED HIS HAND HE STAMPED HIS FOOT BRIGHT FLUSHED THE LITTLE CHEEK IF I WERE KING I'D DO THIS THING CUT HEADS OFF EVERY WEEK OH IN MY REALM BAD MEN NO MORE SHOULD LIVE BY LAND OR SEA AND IN ALL HEARTS I'D MAKE A LAW NO WICKED THOUGHTS SHOULD BE AND THE TRUE LOVE WAITS
phonemes: tˈuːhˈʌndɹɪd sˈʌmɚɹi dʒˈʌstɪs. hiː klˈɛntʃt hɪz hˈænd, hiː stˈæmpt hɪz fˈʊt,  bɹˈaɪt flˈʌʃt ðə lˈɪɾəl tʃˈiːk : " ɪf aɪ wɜː kˈɪŋ, aɪ dˈiː dˈuː ðɪs θˈɪŋ — kˈʌt hˈɛdz ˈɔf ˈɛvɹi wˈiːk. ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk ˈoʊ ! ɪn maɪ ɹˈɛlm bˈæd mˈɛn nˈoʊmˌɔːɹ ʃˌʊd lˈɪv baɪ lˈænd ɔːɹ sˈiː ; ænd ɪn ˈɔːl hˈɑːɹts, — aɪ ˈæstɚɹˌɪsk dˈiː mˌeɪk ɐ lˈɔː,  nˈoʊ wˈɪkᵻd θˈɔːts ʃˌʊd bˈiː ! " twˈɛnti aɪ ænd ðə tɹˈuː lˈʌv wˈeɪts.