text_original: If it was not before me it was in some corner, and I knew Tom was crouched to spring on me; his fiery eyes glared, the tip of his tail wagged, and he was waiting, only waiting for me to move.
text_transcription: IF IT WERE NOT BEFORE ME IT WAS IN SOME CORNER AND I KNEW TOM WAS CROUCHED TO SPRING ON ME HIS FIERY EYES GLARED THE TIP OF HIS TAIL WAGGED AND HE WAS WAITING ONLY WAITING FOR ME TO MOVE
phonemes: ɪf ɪt wʌz nˌɑːt bᵻfˌɔːɹ mˌiː ɪt wʌz ɪn sˌʌm kˈɔːɹnɚ, ænd aɪ nˈuː tˈɑːm wʌz kɹˈaʊtʃt tə spɹˈɪŋ ˈɔn mˌiː; hɪz fˈaɪɚɹi ˈaɪz ɡlˈɛɹd, ðə tˈɪp ʌv hɪz tˈeɪl wˈæɡd, ænd hiː wʌz wˈeɪɾɪŋ, ˈoʊnli wˈeɪɾɪŋ fɔːɹ mˌiː tə mˈuːv.