text_original: Our stomachs we had just prepared To vest a small amount in; When, gush! a flood of brine came down The skylight  quite a fountain, And right on end the table rear'd Just like the Table Mountain.
text_transcription: OUR STOMACHS WE HAD JUST PREPARED TO VEST A SMALL AMOUNTAIN WHEN GUSH A FLOOD OF BRINE CAME DOWN THE SKYLIGHT QUITE A FOUNTAIN AND RIGHT ON END THE TABLE REARED JUST LIKE THE TABLE MOUNTAIN
phonemes: ˌaʊɚ stˈʌməkz wiː hæd dʒˈʌst pɹɪpˈɛɹd tə vˈɛst ɐ smˈɔːl ɐmˈaʊnt ˈɪn; wˌɛn, ɡˈʌʃ! ɐ flˈʌd ʌv bɹˈaɪn kˈeɪm dˌaʊn ðə skˈaɪlaɪt kwˈaɪt ɐ fˈaʊntɪn, ænd ɹˈaɪt ˌɔn ˈɛnd ðə tˈeɪbəl ɹˈɪɹd dʒˈʌst lˈaɪk ðə tˈeɪbəl mˈaʊntɪn.