text_original: "Good luck," answered Little Jack Rabbit. "I don't know," said Timmy Meadowmouse with a shiver, "if he saw me first, it would be bad luck no matter which way he crossed the path." Just then Little Jack Rabbit saw something move in the tall grass. "Look out," he shouted.
text_transcription: GOOD LUCK ANSWERED LITTLE JACK RABBIT I DON'T KNOW SAID TIMMY MEADOW MOUSE WITH A SHIVER IF HE SAW ME FIRST IT WOULD BE BAD LUCK NO MATTER WHICH WAY HE CROSSED THE PATH JUST THEN LITTLE JACK RABBIT SAW SOMETHING MOVE IN THE TALL GRASS LOOK OUT HE SHOUTED
phonemes: "ɡˈʊd lˈʌk," ˈænsɚd lˈɪɾəl dʒˈæk ɹˈæbɪt. "aɪ dˈoʊnt nˈoʊ," sˈɛd tˈɪmi mˈɛdoʊmˌaʊs wɪð ɐ ʃˈɪvɚ, "ɪf hiː sˈɔː mˌiː fˈɜːst, ɪt wʊd biː bˈæd lˈʌk nˈoʊ mˈæɾɚ wˌɪtʃ wˈeɪ hiː kɹˈɔst ðə pˈæθ." dʒˈʌst ðˈɛn lˈɪɾəl dʒˈæk ɹˈæbɪt sˈɔː sˈʌmθɪŋ mˈuːv ɪnðə tˈɔːl ɡɹˈæs. "lˈʊk ˈaʊt," hiː ʃˈaʊɾᵻd.