text_original: for delivery, soda, a financial comparison of pre war sirloin with modern soup bones, and the antiquity of the new laid hen), he flings himself disgustedly indoors again, depositing a layer of greasy town garden soil and dead leaves on the door mat, and perchance trailing it up to his dressing room.
text_transcription: FOR DELIVERY SODA A FINANCIAL COMPARISON OF PRE WORSE SOLOIN WITH MODERN SOUP BONES AND THE ANTIQUITY OF THE NEW LAID HEN HE FLINGS HIMSELF DISGUSTEDLY INDOORS AGAIN DEPOSITING A LAYER OF GREASY TOWN GARDEN SOIL AND DEAD LEAVES ON THE DOOR MAT AND PERCHANCE TRAILING IT UP TO HIS DRESSING ROOM
phonemes: fɔːɹ dᵻlˈɪvɚɹi, sˈoʊdə, ɐ faɪnˈænʃəl kəmpˈæɹɪsən ʌv pɹˈiː wˈɔːɹ sˈɜːlɔɪn wɪð mˈɑːdɚn sˈuːp bˈoʊnz, ænd ðɪ æntˈɪkwᵻɾi ʌvðə nˈuː lˈeɪd hˈɛn), hiː flˈɪŋz hɪmsˈɛlf dɪsɡˈʌstᵻdli ɪndˈɔːɹz ɐɡˈɛn, dᵻpˈɑːzɪɾɪŋ ɐ lˈeɪɚɹ ʌv ɡɹˈiːzi tˈaʊn ɡˈɑːɹdən sˈɔɪl ænd dˈɛd lˈiːvz ɔnðə dˈɔːɹ mˈæt, ænd pɚtʃˈæns tɹˈeɪlɪŋ ɪɾ ˌʌp tə hɪz dɹˈɛsɪŋ ɹˈuːm.