text_original: My hat gets out of angle, my hair flattens out where it ought to be wavy, and waves around where it ought to lie flat; and—worst of all—it ceases to worry me that these things are so.
text_transcription: MY HAT GETS OUT OF ANGLE MY HAIR FLATTENS OUT WHERE IT OUGHT TO BE WAVY AND WAVES AROUND WHERE IT OUGHT TO LIE FLAT AND WORST OF ALL IT CEASES TO WORRY ME THAT THESE THINGS ARE SO
phonemes: maɪ hˈæt ɡˈɛts ˌaʊɾəv ˈæŋɡəl, maɪ hˈɛɹ flˈæʔn̩z ˈaʊt wˌɛɹ ɪɾ ˈɔːt təbi wˈeɪvi, ænd wˈeɪvz ɚɹˈaʊnd wˌɛɹ ɪɾ ˈɔːt tə lˈaɪ flˈæt; ænd—wˈɜːst ʌv ˈɔːl—ɪt sˈiːsᵻz tə wˈʌɹi mˌiː ðæt ðiːz θˈɪŋz ɑːɹ sˈoʊ.