Note: I actually heard the whippoorwill on Haven, near the hunting post.
To the tune of “We Didn't Start the Fire” by Billy Joel
Sirrus:
I see that you've linked to Myst
Come and help me, I insist
Bring red pages, not blue pages, please to let me go
Achenar's loquísimo and
Ma and Pa somewhere were goin'
And I think they're dead since neither has come back, you know
I can't link from here
Korvax has disappeared
I seem to be up high
Clouds below me in the sky
These plain plants I must eat
Going mad sans lux'ry
My bed's pure stone, so's the whole place, get me off this damn rock
Please to link to Spire
No don't you link to Haven
For my brother's ravin'
And don't touch the green Book
Or you'll be trapped forever
And you'll get out never
Achenar:
I'm here in a jungle Age
Camoudiles they share my rage
Mangrees taste like chicken but I cannot link out
Where's that whippoorwill?
For go down fine it will
(That that's their call Anna said “no doubt”)
I spy half-ship, lots of gold and gems and scrip
But there is no way at all to take it to Mechanical
Nasty Cerpatee
Wants to catch and eat me
Lake that I can't cross. Why can't I get to Myst
Please don't link to Spire
Come on and link to Haven
Or I will be ravin'
And don't touch the green Book
Or you'll be trapped forever
And you'll get out never
Atrus:
My two sons both went bad
Trapped me where my father had
Many years ago when I found him insane
Achenar took a sheet
Of paper to a vault discreet
And so I can't get out, 'sides, Riven is in desperate need
I cannot get up for long, for if I do Five will be gone
'Tis in such bad shape, may already be too late
Your New Year's Day, come here, go down Riven way
Save Kat, jug Gehn, we must start all o'er again
Please don't link to Spire
And don't you link to Haven
For they both are ravin'
Come, link through the Green Book
And bring the page along
Or 'twill drag on and on and on and on…