Imaginary Wood

I was going to give you some imaginary wood
and so I had to pick up my imaginary axe
and go along the imaginary road
that leads up the imaginary hill
to the imaginary forest at the top
and cut down an imaginary tree
disturbing an imaginary eagle from its nest
to get the imaginary wood for you.

Unfortunately as I was chopping at the imaginary tree
the imaginary eagle swooped down at me
pecking at me with its imaginary beak
and scratching me with its imaginary claws
and when I tried to hit it with my imaginary axe
I couldn't because it moved about so fast in the imaginary air
then it grabbed hold of the axe with its imaginary claws
and it flew after me swinging the imaginary axe.
Naturally, I ran an imaginary mile,
fearing for my head.
So I couldn't get you the imaginary wood.
I got you an imaginary rock instead.
I hope you like it.