text_original: Along the roads they stuck posts for storks' nests. It became a custom with farmers, when the storks came back, to kill the fatted calf, or lamb, and leave the refuse meat out in the fields for a feast to these bird visitors. A score of Dutch proverbs exist, all of them complimentary to the bird that loves babies and cradles.
text_transcription: ALONG THE ROADS THEY STUCK POSTS FOR STORKS NESTS IT BECAME A CUSTOM WITH FARMERS WHEN THE STORKS CAME BACK TO KILL THE FATTED CALF OR LAMB AND LEAVE THE REFUSE MEAT OUT IN THE FIELDS FOR A FEAST TO THESE BIRD VISITORS A SCORE OF DUTCH PROVERBS EXIST ALL OF THEM COMPLIMENTARY TO THE BIRD THAT LOVES BABIES AND CRADLES
phonemes: ɐlˈɔŋ ðə ɹˈoʊdz ðeɪ stˈʌk pˈoʊsts fɔːɹ stˈɔːɹks nˈɛsts. ɪt bɪkˌeɪm ɐ kˈʌstəm wɪð fˈɑːɹmɚz, wˌɛn ðə stˈɔːɹks kˈeɪm bˈæk, tə kˈɪl ðə fˈæɾᵻd kˈæf, ɔːɹ lˈæm, ænd lˈiːv ðə ɹˈɛfjuːs mˈiːt ˈaʊt ɪnðə fˈiːldz fɚɹə fˈiːst tə ðiːz bˈɜːd vˈɪzɪɾɚz. ɐ skˈɔːɹ ʌv dˈʌtʃ pɹˈɑːvɜːbz ɛɡzˈɪst, ˈɔːl ʌv ðˌɛm kˌɑːmplɪmˈɛntɚɹi tə ðə bˈɜːd ðæt lˈʌvz bˈeɪbiz ænd kɹˈeɪdəlz.