abandoned poems

i've got a habit of abandoning poems. i'll write it, then can't think of ways to improve it, so just leave it cast aside like some smelly toeless sock. The following poem is going to be one of these problems. does it need anything more?

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Hi Rosie. my dad has just died

Can you do this weeks cleaning for me?

And eat the cake left in the fridge. thnx

Cul8a.