text_original: One night, a man about their tree A snare disposed with secresy; And Master Cat, at early dawn, From couch with hope of plunder drawn, Scarce half awake, fell plump within The cruelly invented gin.
text_transcription: ONE NIGHT A MAN ABOUT THEIR TREE A SNARE DISPOSED WITH SECRECY AND MASTER CAT AT EARLY DAWN FROM COUCH WITH HOPE OF PLUNDER DRAWN SCARCE HALF AWAKE FELL PLUMP WITHIN THE CRUELLY INVENTED GIN
phonemes: wˈʌn nˈaɪt, ɐ mˈæn ɐbˌaʊt ðɛɹ tɹˈiː ɐ snˈɛɹ dɪspˈoʊzd wɪð sˈɛkɹəsi; ænd mˈæstɚ kˈæt, æɾ ˈɜːli dˈɔːn, fɹʌm kˈaʊtʃ wɪð hˈoʊp ʌv plˈʌndɚ dɹˈɔːn, skˈɛɹs hˈæf ɐwˈeɪk, fˈɛl plˈʌmp wɪðˌɪn ðə kɹˈuːəli ɪnvˈɛntᵻd dʒˈɪn.