Mother Goose's Bicycle Tour :: LE PETIT MARECHAL. B

LE PETIT MARECHAL. B

I was a little sergeant, don’t you see,

And I drilled my soldiers one and twenty-three,

And we all stepped out together,

In fair and stormy weather,

Myself and soldiers one and twenty-three.

I was a little captain, happy me!

Of my chosen band of one and twenty-three,

And we roamed the world together,

In fair and stormy weather,

Myself and soldiers one and twenty-three.

And now I am a marshal, as you see,

With a score and four of soldiers under me,

And we roam the world together

In fair and stormy weather,

Just five and twenty soldiers counting me.

B The answer is “A,” the first letter of the twenty-five that compose the French alphabet.

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