Eero The Archer by Zachary Friederich published on 2024-03-22T12:48:48Z Eero was an archer Of Finnish and American descent He was born of an architect father Quite a bright star to eclipse Smith envisioned a revival A monument to a founding father To grace the river's border And cast out the blight forever more So they held a contest With entries from both the father and son Eero with Barr, Girard, and Kiley And the Lovely Lily Swann Through a mix up in the wires The elder was declared the victor An error soon corrected A cause to celebrate once more A second bottle they did pour Three cheers to Eero They proposed a weighted catenary Equal at both height and width An abstract transcending Both the spiritual and aesthetic The actuaries placed their bets on An unlucky black thirteen Oh, but not a soul was lost From ground break to sky scraping My God, you should behold it The bottom half of the colossus But Eero never saw it He died seven years too soon Eero was an archer The legs, they stood for a thousand years With bones made of concrete And a skin of stainless steel Genre Alternative Rock