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I saw a curly leaf and it was caught against the grassy side, / And it was tangled in the watery grasses where the branch is wide; / I had it for my little ark of rushes that must wait and hide.
I had it for my little Moses hidden where no one could see, / The little baby Moses that nobody knew about but me.
And I was hiding in the flags and I was waiting all the day, / And watching on the bank to see if Pharaoh's daughter came that way.