text_original: His claws he bared, And soon, without a spoon or fork, Of Master Chirp made but short work. The Sparrow eaten, said the Cat, "A most delicious morsel, that!" And as no other bird was near, Next swallowed his companion dear.
text_transcription: HIS CLAWS HE BARED AND SOON WITHOUT A SPOON OR FORK OF MASTER CHIRP MADE BUT SHORT WORK THE SPARROW EATEN SAID THE CAT A MOST DELICIOUS MORSEL THAT AND AS NO OTHER BIRD WAS NEAR NEXT SWALLOWED HIS COMPANION DEAR
phonemes: hɪz klˈɔːz hiː bˈɛɹd, ænd sˈuːn, wɪðˌaʊt ɐ spˈuːn ɔːɹ fˈɔːɹk, ʌv mˈæstɚ tʃˈɜːp mˌeɪd bˌʌt ʃˈɔːɹt wˈɜːk. ðə spˈæɹoʊ ˈiːʔn̩, sˈɛd ðə kˈæt, "ɐ mˈoʊst dᵻlˈɪʃəs mˈɔːɹsəl, ðˈæt!" ænd æz nˈoʊ ˈʌðɚ bˈɜːd wʌz nˈɪɹ, nˈɛkst swˈɔloʊd hɪz kəmpˈæniən dˈɪɹ.