text_original: So he would lie curled up in the last nest of the top row in the darkest corner and wait until he heard the high pitched voice of Mrs. Speckles proudly crying: "Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut aa cut! I lay the finest eggs in the world!"
text_transcription: SO HE WOULD LIE CURLED UP IN THE LAST NEST OF THE TOP ROW IN THE DARKEST CORNER AND WAIT UNTIL HE HEARD THE HIGH PITCHED VOICE OF MISSUS SPECKLES PROUDLY CRYING CUT CACUT CUT CUT CUT AH CUT I LAY THE FINEST EGGS IN THE WORLD
phonemes: sˌoʊ hiː wʊd lˈaɪ kˈɜːld ˌʌp ɪnðə lˈæst nˈɛst ʌvðə tˈɑːp ɹˈoʊ ɪnðə dˈɑːɹkɪst kˈɔːɹnɚ ænd wˈeɪt ʌntˈɪl hiː hˈɜːd ðə hˈaɪ pˈɪtʃt vˈɔɪs ʌv mˈɪsɪz. spˈɛkəlz pɹˈaʊdli kɹˈaɪɪŋ: "kˈʌt, kˈʌt, kˈʌt, kˈʌt, kˈʌt, kˈʌt ˈɑː kˈʌt! aɪ lˈeɪ ðə fˈaɪnɪst ˈɛɡz ɪnðə wˈɜːld!"