Cheese and a Newt

Here's a thing, a hunk of cheese.

All alone, with naught to please.

Crackers, cider, bread or fruit,

To none of these things would a newt

Turn up his damp, blunt snoot.
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Ah...I'm not quite sure where this one came i said, stream of consciousness...
I realize this is craziness. Please, don't hurt me. ^_^;;