text_original: "We called her the Hack of the Parade; But she was discreet in the games she played; If slightly worn, she's pretty yet, And gossips, after all, forget. "And he knows nothing of her past; I am glad the girl's in luck at last; Such ones, though stale to native eyes, Newcomers snatch at as a prize."
text_transcription: WE CALLED HER THE HAG OF THE PARADE BUT SHE WAS DISCREET IN THE GAMES SHE PLAYED IF SLIGHTLY WORN SHE'S PRETTY YET AND GOSSIPS AFTER ALL FORGET AND HE KNOWS NOTHING OF HER PAST I'M GLAD THE GIRL'S IN LUCK AT LAST SUCH ONES THOUGH STALE TO NATIVE EYES NEWCOMERS SNATCH AT AS A PRIZE
phonemes: "wiː kˈɔːld hɜː ðə hˈæk ʌvðə pɚɹˈeɪd; bˌʌt ʃiː wʌz dɪskɹˈiːt ɪnðə ɡˈeɪmz ʃiː plˈeɪd; ɪf slˈaɪtli wˈɔːɹn, ʃiːz pɹˈɪɾi jˈɛt, ænd ɡˈɑːsɪps, ˈæftɚɹ ˈɔːl, fɚɡˈɛt. "ænd hiː nˈoʊz nˈʌθɪŋ ʌv hɜː pˈæst; aɪɐm ɡlˈæd ðə ɡˈɜːlz ɪn lˈʌk æt lˈæst; sˈʌtʃ wˌʌnz, ðˌoʊ stˈeɪl tə nˈeɪɾɪv ˈaɪz, nˈuːkʌmɚz snˈætʃ æɾ æz ɐ pɹˈaɪz."