[crystalsmom]

The Yorkshire Terrier
There are many little terrier dogs
Of every size and hue,
But the one I'd like to mention here
Is shaded gold and blue
He's a cocky little devil
And he isn't any saint
But a sloppy little lap-dog
Is the very thing he ain't!
He struts along the garden path
His eyes boot-button bright
And God help any straying cat
That comes into his sight.
His owners fear no burglars
For every sound he hears
The softest, quietest footsteps
Will pass his pricked-ears
And if he is disturbed at night
Or danger is at hand
He makes more of a racket
Than a fifty piece brass band! author unknown

Can't center this the way I do on word??