Batu.

Had a bucket full of rocks, I throw it all away.
Before I did, I browsed through it one by one.
Found one that I really liked, I kept it.
Carried it around everywhere in my pocket.
One day, I found a hole in my pocket.
The rock was gone.
The rock was gone.
The rock was gone.
If only I can find the same rock again.
I would kept it in another pocket.

Now, too many rocks in one paragraph.
They sound weird when you repeat it again and again,
but then, all word turns out weird when you repeat them again and again.