What is an acrostic poem for the word misconceptions?

My uncle came to the door one day,

In his hand he carried an axe.

Speaking in a loud voice he said to me,

"Can you give me a hand, Jack?"

"Of course," I replied,

Nodding my head.

Crossed to the door,

Entered the next room.

"Please hold this piece of wood.

"This will only take a minute."

In an instant he'd split the wood right in half,

Opening to view the pale flesh inside.

Not missing a beat, I said to him,

"Shouldn't we have done this outside?"