Writer's Block

I have been living with my wife at a memory care facility since the middle of May. She has been diagnosed with Advanced Vascular Dementia-Alzheimer disease. I am with her 24 7's. I try to participate in all activities, with her so she will also be active. One such activity is a Sing along. I will sing with her old tunes,
such as, "When you wore a tulip, a bright yellow tulip and I wore a big red rose." These words are locked
in my brain and it has been difficult for me to hear other words. this early morning, I awoke with the following running in my head. Sorry but please bear with me as I attempt to clear the cobwebs of confusion.

Alfadore,
sat on the floor,
trying to look at ease.
I won't say anymore,
for I know I must appease,
the girl next door,
who lives under the floor
of my apartment
beneath the trees.
Give me a break,
it was my mistake
and shouldn't be all
of which you know,
for my life is quite good,
please be understood,
I am not rolling in dough.
Do you have much money,
he said to his honey,
down where the green grass grows,
for if you don't,
I most surely won't
stay and be waiting for you.