text_original: Such our innocent joys while our caravan rumbles At three miles an hour, to the trysting at "Bumble's." Fain would I tell of our jollity there, But time gently warns me to tackle the drag on, So I leave you to picture our sumptuous fare While we drank, "Happy days with a good Ox wagon."
text_transcription: SUCH OUR INNOCENT JOYS WHILE OUR CARAVAN RUMBLES AT THREE MILES AN HOUR TO THE TRYSTING AT BUMBLES FAIN WOULD I TELL OF OUR JOLLITY THERE BUT TIME GENTLY WARNS ME TO TACKLE THE DRAGON SO I LEAVE YOU TO PICTURE OUR SUMPTUOUS FARE WHILE WE DRANK HAPPY DAYS WITH THE GOOD OX WAGON
phonemes: sˈʌtʃ ˌaʊɚɹ ˈɪnəsənt dʒˈɔɪz wˌaɪl ˌaʊɚ kˈæɹɐvˌæn ɹˈʌmbəlz æt θɹˈiː mˈaɪlz ɐn ˈaʊɚ, tə ðə tɹˈɪstɪŋ æt "bˈʌmbəlz." fˈeɪn wʊd aɪ tˈɛl ʌv ˌaʊɚ dʒˈɑːlᵻɾi ðˈɛɹ, bˌʌt tˈaɪm dʒˈɛntli wˈɔːɹnz mˌiː tə tˈækəl ðə dɹˈæɡ ˈɔn, sˌoʊ aɪ lˈiːv juː tə pˈɪktʃɚɹ ˌaʊɚ sˈʌmptʃuːəs fˈɛɹ wˌaɪl wiː dɹˈæŋk, "hˈæpi dˈeɪz wɪð ɐ ɡˈʊd ˈɑːks wˈæɡən."