The Priest's Tale

My neighbor has taught me a thing or two
On how we should act and what we should do;
Also some things from which we should refrain
Because in the end they bring us no gain.
      He had quite the home, a beautiful wife;
Happy was he in all aspects of life.
However, you see, he never did boast
‘Bout how he always had fine wine to toast.
Still I found that I just wanted to see
What life was like when things came easily.
      I set off in search of the fairy queen,
The only one in the land to be seen.
After a fortnight of looking I came
To a green clearing, all wild and untamed.
Then the great queen appeared there before me
And when she saw me she started to flee.
I yelled to her, “Wait, I need a favor!
I’d like to have the life of my neighbor!”
Simply she smirked, and suddenly I was
Standing in a yard, with birds all a-buzz.
I entered the nearby house; I could see
That I was now who I had wished to be.
My new wife then rushed into the kitchen,
Scolding for being “like all other men.”
I asked her if she was talking to me,
And she replied with, “Of course, you dummy.
Now get off to work and then pay the bills-
They’ve been piling up like mountains and hills.”
With this she left the room all in a huff;
I realized this guy dealt with his own stuff
But did a good job of hiding his stress.
      I later switched back to my own life’s mess
And I decided to become a priest;
I could help others with their lives at least
And steer them away from sinning like me
By letting my eye get green with envy.