text_original: Even the bats were out foraging, for the soft night moths which they loved to hunt on the wing, and flapped, squeaking shrilly, close to Ebenezer's head. Ebenezer felt lazy, and began to stretch out first one black, claw tipped foot, then the other, yawning and showing all his little sharp white teeth.
text_transcription: EVEN THE BATS WERE OUT FORAGING FOR THE SOFT NIGHT MOTHS WHICH THEY LOVED TO HUNT ON THE WING AND FLAPPED SQUEAKLY SHRILLY CLOSE TO EBENEZER'S HEAD EBENEZER FELT LAZY AND BEGAN TO STRETCH OUT FIRST ONE BLACK CLAW TIPPED FOOT THEN THE OTHER YAWNING AND SHOWING ALL HIS LITTLE SHARP WHITE TEETH
phonemes: ˈiːvən ðə bˈæts wɜːɹ ˈaʊt fˈɔːɹɪdʒɪŋ, fɚðə sˈɔft nˈaɪt mˈɑːθs wˌɪtʃ ðeɪ lˈʌvd tə hˈʌnt ɔnðə wˈɪŋ, ænd flˈæpt, skwˈiːkɪŋ ʃɹˈɪlli, klˈoʊs tʊ ˈɛbənˌɛzɚz hˈɛd. ˈɛbənˌɛzɚ fˈɛlt lˈeɪzi, ænd bɪɡˈæn tə stɹˈɛtʃ ˈaʊt fˈɜːst wˈʌn blˈæk, klˈɔː tˈɪpt fˈʊt, ðˈɛn ðɪ ˈʌðɚ, jˈɔːnɪŋ ænd ʃˈoʊɪŋ ˈɔːl hɪz lˈɪɾəl ʃˈɑːɹp wˈaɪt tˈiːθ.