Can you help me?

Now that I think of it, I've been asked to look at a haiku he'd written by the tipsy bloke sitting next to me on the train.

Father named me Kazunari.

"Trust me," he said.

Excuse me; allow me to point out three errors in the above article.

He let me know it by telephone.

Silly me! I've taken someone else's umbrella by mistake.

Excuse me , but might I use the phone?

Let me guess , you're lost.